"You're gonna break up with that boyfriend of yours." He uttered with a deadly calm voice.
"I am not gonna do any such thing." I gritted.
"Don't make me lose my temper." He moved his face closer to mine.
"Or what?" I challenged.
"Or I will slide...
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"Are they for real?" Ella's voice is filled with frustration and disbelief as she paces around the hall. She is really mad, I can sense it just by looking at her face.
Well, she's not wrong. Her anger is totally valid because what the actual hell? How can they even do that? "I can't believe Vain. I mean, it's our first night here in Bali, and he just ditched me like this." Raya is fuming in anger as she applies gel on her pretty perfectly filled pink nails.
I am so mad at Saad.
Why?
Well, they went out right after dropping us off at the Villa they rented for our stay in Bali. It's been six hours since they left. They didn't even bother to call or text us.
I can understand that they wanted to catch up with their friends here, but still, they could have at least checked in with us or something. It's so irritating, I am seriously so mad at him that I feel like going back.
"Why should we just stay at home and wait for them to come back? Screw them. Let's go out ourselves!" Raya suggests.
Ella jumps at the idea, her anger suddenly shifts to excitement. "Great idea! Let's hit a club. We don't need them to have fun."
"Nah, a club sounds boring." I murmur.
A wicked smile plays at the corners of Raya's lips, and she replies unabashedly, "Exactly! Why go to a regular club when we can explore something a bit more interesting? A sex club sounds way more intriguing."
My lips curl into a sly smirk, totally intrigued by Raya's suggestion. "Mmm, now that sounds much better."
"I love it! If we send them a picture from there, they'll be back crawling on their knees," Ella says, her voice filled with a hint of petty satisfaction.
Raya laughs, getting up from the couch, "Oh, mine won't just run. He'll sprint back the moment he sees the picture."
A mischievous smile plays at the corners of my lips as I add, "Sending pictures is too easy. Let's really make them sweat. Let's just turn on our GPS Location and watch them lose their minds."
