I sat on the edge of my bed, clearly where Xander had placed me. My phone rang once again, making me wince.
Making dread settle in my stomach, I couldn’t believe the audacity of this shameless woman. My heart sank thinking about the new possible ways she had thought to make my life hell.
Emma flashed on my phone and instead of picking it up, I thought of thrashing the phone on my wall.
But alas not all dreams could be true.
I took a deep breath and answered.
“What do you want?” I hissed, my voice held a tone of caution, contemplating her next move.
“Oh, my, my. Is this the way you talk to your sister, my dear?” Emma purred onto the phone, her words dripping with honeyed insincerity.
“No, but I do talk like that to wretched women. Shut your sh*t hole that you call a mouth and tell me
