CHAPTER 74

Riella's POV.

I turned off the faucet, taking my precious time to do even the smallest thing. I was aware of her walking toward me, taking short and stealthy strides like she wanted to infuse fear in me. Unluckily for her, she wasn't getting me. Not now, not ever.

I grabbed the roll of paper towels around me and used them to clean my hands dry. Still, I didnt turn toward her even when I knew that she was right behind me, her breath tracing the skin on my neck. Once I was satisfied with my hands. I grabbed my purse and checked the time on my phone. It was a little later than I expected it to be.

“What do you want, Alice?” That was the moment I threw the question at her, eyeing her discreetly even though she was not seeing my face. I knew she was going to be mad that I was turning my back to her while talking.

She scoffed and I imagined her tugging at her hair because I knew that was what girls like her do. Predictable little things. I'd seen enough of them in college. I fought back my