"I fucking hate her guts," Hannah confessed, her eyes filled with hatred and anger and her jaw clenched tightly. The memories from yesterday replayed in her mind over and over again as if to taunt her and mock her relentlessly. She looked up to meet her friend's eyes.
The friend chuckled from across the table, leaning back onto the chair as they sat in a quaint little café by the streets. Hannah observed as she picked up the cup of coffee and took a small sip before carefully setting it back down. A moment of silence settled between them.
"So do I, Hannah," she chimed in, a smirk tugging at the corners of her bright red lips.
"I want to see her crumble and lose everything," Hannah commented through gritted teeth and she could the anger simmering beneath her skin as her face flushed red. She still couldn't forget about the fact that Ethan chose Alexandra over her, taking her side and protecting her instead.