— GIRLS' SUITE —
The girls' suite was huge — bigger than my old studio apartment in my previous life — with warm lighting, soft Persian rugs, and an entire wall of windows overlooking the glowing city skyline.
When we arrived, we all went our seperate ways each to our chosen room.
That was what I thought until I stepped in my room, because before I could close it, Lara and Kate were already pushing me inside as they too stepped inside.
As soon as the door was locked, Lara collapsed face-first onto my bed like she had been holding in a volcanic eruption since dinner.
"NO. NO. NO. I REFUSE," she screamed into a pillow.
Kate calmly closed the door behind us, unbothered. "You refuse what?"
Lara shot upright, hair wild, eyes blazing.
"I refuse to PRETEND that Jasmine Yu wasn't clinging to Anthony like a designer leech!"
I winced. "Lara…"
"No, Michelle, you don't understand. She was practically wrapping herself around him like a pashmina scarf!"
