#Chapter23

"Ugh! I seriously do not understand how anyone could actually like her!" I groan out

"I hate her! I truly, honestly hate McKenna King!" I confess

I flinch away from the on set medic as they continue to disinfect the cuts on my arms and shoulders.

Thanks to the nightgown I did not suffer any scratches to my back.

My arms and shoulders however have tons of small, deep scratches on them.

Wesley was kind enough to follow me to follow me to my trailer and wait with me for the medic, keeping me company.

"I've worked with her before," Wesley reveals

This shocks me more than it should...