Lies
Beatrix nodded, her heart thumping in her chest. She couldn't help but have a bad feeling in her heart.
"I'm your friend, I'm I not?" She chuckled, playing with the strand of Beatrix's hair.
"No I mean who are you? What do you want from me?" Beatrix was finding it hard to believe that Alina had no ulterior motive now.
From how they met to now, she wasn't sure if it was all a coincidence. She had probably befriended her for her own personal interests but what?
Why did she approached her in the first place?"
"Oh come on Beatrix, I don't want anything from you. I just want to be your friend." She said simply but Beatrix didn't believe her.
The scheming glint and the mischievous smirk on her lips made her feel like she was just playing with her.
It's like everything was a game.
"Really?" Beatrix asked, her voice barely above a whisper.