Anya's Strategy

"Of course, there's no better place I would want to be but here, so think of me honored. Moreover, it's within my right to congratulate my very good friend on choosing a fiancée after our years together." 

Silence hung over them like a thick curtain after Anya's ambiguous words, shrouding the room in a heavy stillness. 

After leaving the lingering uncertainty to echo across, Anya pompously sat down. She intended to sow seeds of discord and create division between Issac and Maxi. She hoped it worked this time. 

The seat she had taken was directly opposite Kayla's and she lifted her head feeling the heat of her stare. 

"What?" 

Anya was uncomfortable with the blazing intensity at which she stared at her. 

"Do you ever give up?" Kayla sneered at her.

"What are you talking about?" She pretended to be oblivious. 

"Don't give me that ignorant look, Anya or should I call you a desperate bitch, maybe then you will understand?"