"Wh–what are you doing he-re?" Nadia stuttered, her eyes bulged in alarm.
Slowly, Zara turned around to see what Nadia was talking about.
"Oh God!" She gasped, and clutched her chest.
"What is it, Zara? You look like you've seen a ghost. Which is crazy because weren't you aware I had a run in with Nora Sinclair three months ago?"
"You witch! How did you get into my house?" She questioned breathlessly.
"Oh Nora darling. You were always so paranoid," she waved dramatically. "But just as stunning. Thank God for your beauty. Cus God knows you don't have any other good qualities to your name."
"Shut up, you bitch, or I'll send you to the same place where your parents are!" she fired verminously.
