Her stomach flipped, half with embarrassment, half with… something she didn't want to name. That's why they're teasing me like vultures circling their prey.
She gripped the fridge handle a little tighter, her face still warm. Ugh… so embarrassing. I'm not giving them the satisfaction.
Straightening her back, she walked out holding a glass of water, head high, not even glancing at the couch where Jay and Jace were whispering like conspirators.
"Bella Bell—" Jay started, but she breezed right past him as if he were just another piece of furniture.
"Hey—are you ignoring us now?" Jace called lazily, amusement dripping from his voice.
She sipped her water, eyes forward, pace steady. Yes. I am going to ignore you both until you get bored and find someone else to torture.
Behind her, Jay clutched his chest dramatically. "Oh no, she's really doing it. She's giving us the silent treatment."
