ura radiating from her. "You really

ce. "Sometimes I really do feel sorry for you, Brenna. After all, how many

by welling tears. She reached out and grabbed Brenna's arm tightly. "Brenna, it

brows knitted in disgust. Without hesi

as Hayleigh dramatically threw herself bac

diculous acting skills, a furious roar came f

understood why the perfectly fine Hayle

trouble to build this stage, wouldn't it be a

t with lightning speed, gripping Hayleigh's arm mid-fall. With a sharp, calculated tug, Brenna

na, her expression freezin

aned down and whispered into Hayleigh's ear. Beneath her soft tone lay a bone

's eyes-pools of icy, unfathomable calm-an

g, right above the large, jagged decorative rocks that bordered the paved walkway. Brenna kn

eased h

h

the stone. Her pristine, pale forehead instantly swelled with a

y was Hayleigh caught completely off guard, but

rushed forward, glaring at Brenna with gritted teeth

icture of indifferent calm. "Oh, my apolog

didn't hold a single trace of guilt, k

her lips curled into a mocking, sarcastic smile. "How strange. When Hayleigh says 'I'm sorry,' you immed

ollen welt. Her beautiful eyes glared at Brenna with pure, venomous hatred, her jaw clenched as she fought the des

cted Brenna to

escending pity. "Hayleigh, do yourself a favor and stay far away from

forward, shielding Hayleigh and staring at Brenna wit

Since you know I'm unreasonable, then keep your distance. I've never been a patient pers