#Chapter145

Leila

I lightly hummed to myself as I pushed around the vacuum cleaner, bobbing my head up and down from time to time as the music blared through my headphones, making me feel even more energized to clean up this crazy mess of a room.

I mean, someone had to do it since Rosie wasn't around anymore and these lazy bitches only knew how to eat, drink like sailors and litter.

I lightly shook my head with disapproval as an empty bottle rolled around the carpet as soon as I shoved the vacuum under the couch, mildly cursing under my breath.

Jesus.

I turned off the vacuum and placed...