Christmas day

"Your turn," Alec smirked.

He relaxed on the bean bag and looked at Irene, "Dear Irene, why do you like Nora?."

She sat up on the cushion where she and Will had snuggled up on.

She sighed, "To be frank, I didn't like Nora at first, she was saucy and mean, she acted so important, and then she's one lucky bitch. When she first came, she acted like she was more important than any one of us, damn she got promoted so fast and the boss liked her."

"I didn't know I was that bitchy to anyone," I said, feeling sad.

"You were so fucked up that all the girls wanted to kill you."

My eyes rose, "Really?"

"You wouldn't blame me because I got that way after my mom died."

"I think that was what attracted me to her," Zavi said, pulling my cheek.

"No. Don't lie, you thought I was Anita." I told him.

"At first, I thought so, but then I buried Anita myself, I checked on her every month, and besides, Anita wasn't so daring…you were so brave and my kind of bitch." He kissed my lips.

"Alright, enough