A PLAN IN PROGRESS

"Oh oh oh," I sang.

There will be a murder scene any moment from now.

Lillian, friend or not; You are so so so going down.

So help me God.

How could she, I apologized not for calling, believing that there will be no punishment but this... This is unacceptable.

I was sitting down next to my arch-nemesis. If a thermometer is used to read my temperature or degree of anger, the readings will supersede the boiling point of mercury.

Just look at her, resting on Austin's body like everything is perfect and wonderfully okay. Her punishment or should I say the evil plan will not be overlooked. It won't.

To top it all, we were watching a romcom.

A romantic comedy at this moment was like boiling hydrochloric acid. How cliche and boring, we all know they will eventually be happily married at the end.

Glued to my seat like a child forced to eat, I swallowed my pain as I watched the movie.

"It is well with my soul," I hummed.