CHAPTER 31

CIARA

Riley took one look at me, and her face contorted like someone who just stepped on a pile of shit. 

Well, hello? I wasn't particularly pleased to see her either. 

She crossed her arms, her expression morphing back to the bored, I am better than you expression she had on her face the day she came all the way to my house just to humiliate me.

"Look who we have here. Are you stalking me?" she asked. 

I rolled my eyes at her. 

"Don't flatter yourself, Riley. I don't give a shit about you," I snapped and was about to walk past her when she spoke again.

"Aren't you going to apologise?" she quipped, her voice sleek and sharp like the edge of a brand new knife. 

I raised my eyebrows at her. 

"Apologise for?" 

I knew what she was talking about, but hell, if anyone should apologise it should be the skinny legged bitch. She was the one who crashed into me.