Zenia's POV
"I hate that b***h! She's like a blood sucking tick draining the life from my relationship with EJ. Why can't she just leave us in peace?"
I was in a fit of rage and Ashley was finding amusement from it. She laughed lightly as she cut the pattern to her newly designed dress.
"You're crazy. If Madison was going to come between you and EJ then it would've happened, but he has to allow her to let that s**t happen. EJ loves you. I don't know why you're over there acting up like a hormonal baboon."
"Ashley! I really don't want any insults. You're not helping."
"Zenia, I'm tired of giving you advice and, yet, you do the opposite of what I say. You have to figure out what you want and how much effort you're willing to put in for it."
I slid down onto the floor, lowering my head
