I'm immersed in a mystery novel when the bedroom door is swung open, and an amused Lexi walks in. I look up then to see the smile on her face as her eyes land on the cuffs on my wrist. Even after pleading with Reagan, he still left the damn thing on. I swear I just wanna wring his neck till he chokes to death sometimes.
"I see you've settled in comfortably." She says in an amused tone. I glare at her in return as she bounces on the bed beside me. "It's a shame to see you this way."
"Don't you have some class to be at or something?...unlike me who's been deprived of her rights," I mumble the last part, but I can bet on anything that she heard me perfectly. I flip the page of my novel, pretending to still be captivated by it so she would leave. Lexi isn't a bad person, but she's related to
