Lissie
"So how does it feel?"
"What?"
"To see her again after two years and to kill Tiffany with your own hands?"
"I've seen her at the airport." I replied without looking at Dahlia as my eyes fixed outside the window, watching the lights of street lamppost, illuminating the road in the middle of the night and on our way home. "And it feels good that I finally killed Tiffany."
"This is why I'm having a hard time to win the case for y'all, because you keep putting the law in your hands." Sarah said at the backseat while Nashly treating her bruise that she received from Tiffany.
"What can I do? Should I just let her kill Jeane? If you're in my shoe, you will never say that." I scoffed.
"Well, if I'm on your shoe. I would rather use that as an opportunity to escape without putting t
