ANGELINA —
"What?"
"I think it's time for you to leave, Scarlett," Susan said stepping closer.
"It's not your house, Susan," Scarlett said bitterly.
"Well, it is mine." I heard Fiona saying, "And I want you to leave this instant."
Scarlett glared at Fiona and then looked at me, "We had crazy nights where your death didn't matter."
My mouth felt dry at her words. Was it true? Did he really sleep with her multiple times?
"Angel—"
"I am going to the garden," I said and ran quickly.
The garden was the same as I had left it. The sweet scent of the flowers made me sigh. I walked over and sat on the bench. My mind replayed her words.
We had crazy nights where your death didn't matter.