Chapter 134 Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Chapter 134

ALINA'S POV

The nerves of that witch.

That absolute...witch!

I had surgery? Surgery??? Like I could afford that!

I already knew she was wealthy, her family were wealthy, they had been, always been and looks like they'd continue to be! They were in the fucking news!

Did she not know I wasn't rich like her? That my family wasn't and isn't right now??

Come to rub in my face about cosmetic surgeries... she's had numerous I'm sure! How about she go pop something bloody and huge right out of her and see if she won't look different!

"Stupid brat!" I cussed, annoyed still.

"You're still mad? C'mon, it's been hours already!" Cleo pushed, laughed playfully. "I bet she's somewhere eating some expensive shit and you're mopping over a conversation you clearly won. If it is as you told me."

"It is exactly how I told you." I clarified, "Why will I lie?"

She smiled, pouring a drink. Another glass. "We should celebrate then!" She said, Cleo. "First time, bad Lina came out and put an evil bitch in her place! Cheers!" She clicked my glass, throwing back happily. Throat cringing as she came back up, "Ah! That hits the spot."

"Really? Your throat got to be burning, 5 glasses. We're going to need to get you a ride home."

"Oh please," She rolled her eyes, "A few glasses don't scare me, now drink up. You've been at that third glass for a while, we still got at least 5 more to go."

"5?? Girl, you've got work tomorrow."

"And who says I've got show up sane?" She retorted, sassy in every which way. I chuckled. She smirked, pouring another drink. "Drink up! We're celebrating!"

"We sure are." I clicked glass with her, throwing it all back. Cringing like she did and laughing our asses off as our eyes met each other's.

That was how I spent my evening after leaving Oxygen. A slowly suffocating, annoying building for anyone to be in.

To think I actually looked forward to that same place just barely a week ago...that said volumes about what changed.

Anyways, at the end I had to call Mark to come get a drunk ass Cleo home. Shocking how those two were turning out, she even had him on her speed dials.

I booked a cab home, silent and just taking in everything as the brief journey gradually came to an end. The main gates were just up ahead, so I had a bit a trekking to do. It helped wash off the drinks a bit anyway.

I was just doing my thing, minding my own business when that car zonked loudly behind me. Riding past.

Red.

A red car. And I knew just who drove that car.

Him.

But worse, she was in it as well. Lana.

Just great. A great way to end the night after a shitty day at the office, first the fiance then fiancée. The couple was out to ruin my day entirely.

I stopped on my tracks just then, watching as the car came to a halt ahead. Not too far. Then he stepped out, she stepped out. Laughing. Smiling.

"Baby you can't say that! Stop." She giggled, loud. So loud it echoed everywhere in the night.

Didn't she know it was late already?? Didn't she use that shitty expensive watch on her wrist? Even the deaf know not to make so much noise at nighttime.

"I can't believe this." I gritted, bouncing on my feet. Watching. But then I asked myself why I was even waiting in the place?

Why I was standing here instead of going right in, they clearly wanted to stand out for a bit.

Why was I hiding?

Actually this past week, ever since she came back, I'd been doing this. Hiding.

Leaving before they came out for the day, returning after they've gone in already. Been quiet in my apartment, but why?

Why was I doing this? What for??

"You're still acting stupid, Alina." I chastised, blinking clear. " You owe nobody nothing. You owe her nothing, why are you living in your apartment like you
're a thief?? So what she sees you?"

She already saw you today. You won that match!