Amelia rolled her eyes walking towards the couch opposite Allison.

"How much lower can you stoop more than this? why don't you just kill this obsession of yours about my husband"

Allison let out a hysterical laughter placing her palm over her mouth. "You got me dear, this luggage isn't mine"

"It's yours!" She added mockingly.

Amelia's gaze darted back to the luggage, now she recognized it on a closer look.

"Who gave you the permission to go into my bedroom?"

Allison pushed the luggage which rolled and landed at Amelia's feet.

"It's your's for a limited time, I'll advise you take your things and leave before it's too late...