‘Shit.’

Lena murmured, from behind me.

I exhaled heavily.

Belinda's chest rose and fell steadily, her fingers balled into fists.

“Fuck you, Rosie.” She ground out.

“You should be asking me what I want Belinda not… throwing more insults.” I chastised gently.

“You do know that could… tip me off the edge and make me do something I don't want to.”

I moved closer, taking her hands in mine.

“I'm sure this is something you wouldn't want anyone to know about, right? Not when Belinda White is desperately trying to fit into society.”

My fingers trailed up, touching her face.

“I'll do you one favor since I'm generous. I'll use...