Tracey
"What's your problem, Camilla?" I asked her, wondering why she had to bring her pile of bitterness to my engagement party.
"Oh, Tracey, do I look like I am the one with the problem? I mean, just take a look at the both of us, "she said, twirling in her skimpy outfit. "Don't be fooled by that ring you have on your finger because it will not keep him from me when he is finally done with you," she said, flipping her hair.
Devin took a step toward her while growling, but I held a hand up for him to stop.
"Go away, Camilla, you are pushing your luck, please go before you make me do something I will regret," I said, as I could feel a different type of rage building up in me.
"What will you do? Ask me to leave your boyfriend's house. Face it, Tracey, you are fat and ugly. You do not h
