Sandra pov
One of her eyebrows was raised out of annoyance. Obviously, she didn't expect me to throw such words at her. She pulled herself and leaned on her chair and simply rolled her eyes to everyone as shame was drawn on her face.
Except for the two of us who had a simmering tension with each other, our table companions just stayed silent.
I know they could tell from my speech what kind of relationship Carla and I have.
Whatever it is, it's not good.
We are not related by blood or we're not even friends.
We only know each other as she is the master and I am her slave.
Even then, she never showed kindness to me, she had anger issues.I guess that's why it seems natural for her to be oppressive.
But I know Carla, she won't just give up, especially to someone like me who used to be
