IMELDA'S POV

"Come on, Imelda, we are sorry!" The girls pouted as they all ran after me while I paid them no attention.

After relieving myself of the worry of seeing them hale and hearty, I became pissed at them just as I was with Becca.

"Imelda!" Maya grabbed me by the arms, stopping me from taking any further steps.

"Let go," I said calmly but I was boiling within.

"We are sorry, please just hear us out," the girls pleaded while Becca just stood aside silently, unable to say anything. I was more pissed at her than I was with the girls because she personally fed me the Opium...