(XANDER’S P.O.V.)
I jabbed her out of the car while she begged for my mercy. I snickered as she fell in front of the car, clamouring for help. Her trench coat was fully immersed in the cold liquidated sand and so were her shoes. She shrieked as I locked the doors and prepared to drive away.
“Let’s see who’d help you here?" I mocked her. "You ruined my good time claiming to be sick. I hope you pay for that and rot in hell. You think that I will not realise it but you came to the party to seduce my friends, w***e. I can't believe I ever liked you. Bereft your beauty, you're nothing, bitch."
"No, I… I wasn't lying. I came downstairs to find you as I felt sick," Niti struggled to clarify.
Consequently, I made it seem like I left her there. Since I wasn't fully convinced by her response,
