Chapter 16

Amina dusted off the bed, stretching the rough ends and making sure everything is intact before standing straight, a triumphant smile on her face.

Before Vendetta she had lived in houses that the windows were half broken, the stairs creaked and gave way occasionally, the gas pipe had to be giggled before it became responsive, the kitchen tap fell off occasionally so she didn't have the liberty of sleeping in good beds and having to make them look well kept the next morning so seeing how she made that bed look neat and tidy made her smile huge.

“I told you I can do that”, Freya's voice interrupted her train of thoughts.

“Oh please, you were doing a horrible job, my eyes couldn't bear”, Amina sassed playfully at the woman who had just emerged from the bathroom, her hair wrapped with a towel.

“Excuse you?”, She woman asked.

“You're excused. Now drink this”, the girl kept up her sass, holding a glass or orange juice to her.

“Yes ma'am”, Freya saluted playfully, causing the both of them to