"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?" I hissed when I saw that annoying jerk laugh.
"What?" he shot back.
I was supposed to answer back since he was really getting on my nerves earlier, but my mother interrupted my thoughts.
"Wait, did I hear you right? You're getting married, what?" my mother asked. She was even scratching her right ear using her pinky finger in her right hand.
"That's gross, mom," I said with disgust on my face as I looked at her nails. "Oh, you have a good nail color. What color is that?"
"It's Kiara Sky Glamour. Do you want this nail color as well? I can do a manicure and pedicure for you myself. You know that I always wanted to take care of you, right?"
Imagine the COO of the Crane Corporation giving me, her prodigal daughter, a manicure and pedicure? That's sweet, yet r
