Mrs. Southall’s eyes were burning with rage when she looked over. She glared at Arielle like the latter was an annoying fly.
Arielle had her back to Malorie, but she could sense Malorie’s hostile glare, anyway.
The former instinctively sensed that something was off, so after saying those last prayers, she walked to Malorie and informed, “I’ve paid my respect, Grandma, so I will return to my room now. I have class tomorrow and I missed today’s classes. I need to study and catch up.”
Cindy turned to Malorie and stared nervously.
Arielle can’t leave. How are we going to put this show on if she leaves?
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