Jenna's POV

"Go to hell, Linda, and f*ck you!!" I yelled, ending the call abruptly. My chest went up and down heavily in anger, my hands dropped to the side as I took slow steps to the bed

How had I met Linda? How had we turned friends for so many years? Just a little incident showed how toxic and venomous she is. How was she able to hide her true personality from me all these years? She'd been smiling at me while stabbing me several times in the back.

I sighed loudly, shaking my head- she was the least of my problems now. I was grateful for the fact...