Dahlia Carrington~•~I turned around to see that the newcomer was none other than Clementine. “Prisha started those rumors?” She asked me and I nodded. I’d wanted to keep it quiet so things wouldn’t get awkward, but Prisha wasn’t remorseful and I wasn’t going to stay quiet for her sake.“Why are you guys acting like I did something wrong?” She yelled which startled me and made me jump away from her. “You were fucking your professor, were you not? You were so lost in your little world that you even did things like that in the classroom like a cheap slut. I know Roman had evidence but you found a way to get rid of it. That must have been what you were crying about that night, right?”I knew I had said this a million times at this point but I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t know she hated me this much. How had I lived with her for months when she secretly hated me? I cried in their presence and I wondered what was going through her head whenever she consoled me, if she ever did that is.“

Damon Valentino~•~For a moment, Dahlia just stared at me as though she could comprehend what I was saying but I merely stared at her pointedly, waiting for her to take her call.“Are you going to keep staring at me?” I asked her and she blushed before answering the call.“Aurelie.” She said in greeting and I pulled her closer to the edge of the bed so that her ass was hanging off it. She shrieked at the sudden movement but she kept her cool as she said. “Clementine told you what happened, didn’t she? Don’t worry, I wasn’t touched. I just tried to separate the fight between them and—“Her words were suddenly cut shut when I attached my mouth to her throbbing clit. I looked up at her through my lashes and saw that she was looking down at me with her mouth open. “Go on.” I urged, knowing how she reacted whenever I spoke against her pussy.Dahlia shuddered, but Aurelie must have called her attention on the line because she focused back on the call. “I didn’t move for her. I mean I don’t

Dahlia Carrington~•~“You’ve been holding out on me a lot,” Anya said as she climbed into my car. “When the hell did you get such a sweet ride?”I chuckled as I started driving. “My father got it for me.”“And when the hell did you get in touch with your father for him to buy you a car?”I smiled sheepishly at her and at her order, I explained everything that had been going on in my life. She oohed and aahed unnecessarily but I didn’t expect anything less from a person as dramatic as Anya.By the time I was done with my story, we were already at the mall. Damon’s birthday was in a few days. He hadn’t told me about it but I heard Juan talking about it one day when he came to visit and I was going to get him a present.“All these were happening and you didn’t even think to call me?” Anya sounded offended.“I didn’t want to bother you with my problems.”“You can bother me anytime, Dahlia. We’re friends for a reason. Secondly, where the hell can I find that Prisha girl? Is she still livi