ADRIANNA

She stared at me, fear creeping through her eye sockets. She stood up and rushed to kneel before me. Tears began to stream down her eyes, like she had been desperately practicing for this moment, where she would be at my feet to beg for mercy.

I scoffed and adjusted my seat backwards.

“Save your tears Anna, I have no need to listen to your apologies” I said.

“Like I said, I'm here to ask about something,” I added.

“Jasmine in particular” her eyes widened.

I stood up from the chair and placed my phone on the table, beside my purse.

I began to slowly pace around the room,...