THIRTY THREE

TESSA

"Hey Lilah. I'll meet you by the pool in a minute ok?" I say grabbing my phone and beach bag as she hops onto the elevator and puts her sunglasses on.

We've been lucky to avoid any paparazzi while we've been here. I think they are all in LA following Liam and his trashy new girlfriend around. We've seen dozens of pictures daily of him with her. I swear the next time I see that boy I'm kicking him straight in the balls. The weirdest part about it all is that he doesn't look happy with her. I don't get it.

Tyler picks up the call on the second ring. "Hey Tessa. How are things going there?" He asks like we’re still friends. Fuck that. He’s clearly chosen the she devils side.

"I'm not calling to chitchat. Okay?" I say perhaps a bit too harshly.

"Okay. What's up?" He replies nervously. He should be.

"Someone should be delivering some paperwork to Liam today. I need you to make sure he signs it and gets them back to Lilah's dad."

"Tessa, what kind of papers?" He asks hurriedly.

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