Trisha. In all her annoying glory stares back at me with barely concealed anger.
I look back at her already coming up with various theories as to why she would be here looking for me.
"How long has she been waiting for me?" I ask the girl at the front desk.
She stops typing on her phone for a second to look at me, "I don't really know. But she's been here for like thirty minutes."
I nod in response. I had been right. This girl had done research on me while we were still at that stupid event and found out where I stayed. She probably rushed down here immediately I left with Roman and also most likely already knows that I went out with Roman. Her supposed fiancé.
When I walk towards her direction, she probably feels like she has won the lottery or something. She has a little victor
