Venessa was met by an unpleasant surprise of finding Yuliya by the door. "Can I come in?" She requested but there was no way Venessa would let her in.
There was something about Yuliya that always frightened her. "You can't," Venessa replied and reached out to slam the door in Yuliya's face, but Yuliya held it and forced her way in.
Her eyes darted around the room; she made her way to the bed to sit down, and then she gazed back at Venessa with a challenging smirk.
"It must feel good because you feel you are winning." She scoffed, and Venessa clenched her hands to her side, provoked by Yuliya's statement. "I don't understand what you mean," Venessa said through her gritted teeth, wary of Yuliya's presence.