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Chapter thirteen

Brenda was dressed in a strappy spaghetti top that exposed most of her cleavage, fake black leather pants, and she was holding a pair of stilettos she planned to wear.

Humming a popular tune, she sat down to wear her heels when Weruche stormed into the house. Surprised, a smile broke out on her face, then it changed to a frown when she saw the look on her friend's face. ''Weruche, are you alright? Is you mother okay?'' She asked worried.

''I should be asking you if you are alright.'' Weruche spat. ''And quit acting like you care about mother when you're busy playing sick mind games that I don't understand.''

Brenda was more confused. ''Weruche are you alright? What has come over you?''

''This has come over me.'' Weruche fired back, flinging the package at her friend. ''What kind of sick game are you playing Brenda?''

''I should be asking you that.'' Brenda was finally getting annoyed. ''You come into my house with such an attitude, shouting accusations I don't even understan
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