Uno pulled my hand as we stepped out of the storage room. We got back into the venue, holding hands and smiling with each other, our eyes dancing with satisfaction.
When we reached the crowded room, everyone was singing happy birthday and my eyes darted at the birthday celebrant herself across the room who was grinning widely in front of her huge cake like she was celebrating her debut party.
My eyes roamed over her body and I almost puke when I saw that she was wearing a spaghetti strap white gown with sequins all over the dress, sparkling like diamonds making her look almost angelic but in reality, she was a psychotic crazy ass bitch who could go to any extent to get whatever she wanted.
My eyes trailed back on her face and I wasn’t surprised when I couldn’t see any guilt in her eyes. She looked happy and her smiles screamed victory.