Sutton Price...
Sutton quickly stood up, knocking over the pillows on the sofa. She grabbed the pills from Zelda's hand and folded her palms over it. She couldn't hold Zelda's eyes, but the heat of her stare wasn't lost on Sutton.
"You little ingrate." Zelda cursed, landing a slap on her face.
"I can explain," Sutton said, trying to abate the woman's anger. But Zelda wasn't having any of it. She grabbed Sutton's hair forcefully and pulled her face closer to make her listen. Sutton winced at the pain which shit through her scalp, but she didn't allow the sound to escape through her lips. She didn't want to give Zelda the satisfaction of seeing her in pain.