Violet

The first thing I saw when I went to the back of the house was Riley sitting down on a chair like a queen waiting for her servant. Her legs were crossed and she had a bikini on that barely covered any of her body, a black pair of sunglasses on, and a table in front of her that was set with drinks and snacks.

Harper stood behind her, now smiling unlike before, as if Riley’s presence alone gave her a reason to be smug again.

I stopped for a moment, taking in the scene. The air was cold, and yet here she was, sprawled half-naked. My eyes flicked...