"I will get rid of him," Alyanna said firmly as she drank from her wine glass and darted her glaring eyes at the wine bottle in front of her. She had been drowning herself with alcoholic drinks, too depressed, too stressed, and too angry at what had been happening to her life since Harvey Clarke came in and inserted his life without any effort. "I will get rid of him."
"Alyanna, I swear, stop with your monologue. That is so scary in the very early morning. Give me a break! The poor guy had nothing to do with this. If anything, he's also just one of the pawns of your parents," the voice of her cousin and best friend, Sophie, echoed from her phone.
Alyanna completely forgot that she called Sophie earlier as soon as she woke up to vent out. She didn't care if the woman had just woken up or
