She miss Davis

Author's POV

Lydia was in the spa receiving a body massage when she got a message on her phone. She refused to check it out, even then, she heard the beep. Two minutes later, she received a call,

“Who is that fucking bitch!” She groaned as she tried to reach for her phone without sitting up. The masseur helped her get the phone, and she clicked on the answer button,

“Hm,” she hummed with her eyes closed, her phone on her left ear.

“Did you get my mail?” A feminine voice asked through the phone.

“I think so. I'm busy, I'll check it out later” Lydia replied and was about to throw the phone back on the chair when she heard her friend say,

“Lydia, you have to open that mail and see what I found out”

“I'm in the spa getting a good massage, Becky. I don't want to do any fucking thing other than get a good massage and sleep for twelve hours” Lydia replied and the masseur smirked.

“Are you going to open that mail or not?” Her friend asked.

“Not”

“Fine then, suit yourself!” Before Lydia