Alarmed

Samantha’s jaw dropped immediately, then she scoffed.

“Jordan must really love you,” she entered and once again I was back to that place.

“How is he doing?” she asked, dropping all the pomposity in her voice that she sounded like she really cared.

“Do you really care?” I asked, hating her guts to even stop and speak to me. How could I easily forget what she had done, all she did to me and Jordan.

“I was his childhood friend,”

“Though I might had turned to the Villain of his life and love, I care.” She answered sadly and I frowned. Trusting her was definitely not my aim and would rather she remain her distance and talked.

“What do you want?”

“I couldn’t just pass by when I saw you sitting here.” She answered.

“Your mother-in-law made sure that I was never allowed into that hospital premises. I have been there a couple of times to see you and him.”

“How are you doing?” she really sounded like she cared.

“Don’t you want me dead?” I couldn’t help but asked. A pained look suddenly appeared