Wine tasting spree

Earlier...

"You mean he promised you a phone and hasn't given it to you?" Lacie asked, her hand on her waist.

Mila nodded. "I can't call anyone at all, and I've been trying to reach you to bring my things over."

Ashley frowned. "Everything of yours was packed the same day you left my house. Your phone... even Zyran's shirt." She nodded, as her memory served her right.

"By who? But—" Mila stood there, confused, wondering who had everything that belonged to her now and had refused to give it back.

"The Montclair family can be a little shady, but... they're not that bad, right?" Ashley asked.

Mila opened her mouth. She wanted to talk about Zyran's rules, how he always treated her, and even how he asked her to rewrite a letter, but that wasn't why she left the house in the first place.

"I need to go back to my workplace!" Mila revealed. "And I need your help."

Ashley and Lacie glanced at each other, then at Mila.