She threw her bag down, went into the bathroom to shower, and spent a full twenty minutes brushing her teeth.
'Disgusting. So disgusting!'
The very thought of Leona Grant's tongue suddenly in her mouth made her want to vomit!
Annabelle Linton was truly furious this time. Most girls in her shoes would have been so enraged they'd be bawling their eyes out by now.
Forty minutes later, after finishing her shower, she came out and chugged a glass of water. She slammed the glass down on the table, still fuming!
"AARGH—" Annabelle Linton angrily swept everything off the table.
'That damn bastard! That braindead, psychotic, idiotic, crazy fool!'
It wasn't that she was just being proud, not really.
Most importantly, she felt like she had terribly wronged Aaron Wyatt.
Just thinking about him made Annabelle Linton want to cry.
She felt like a two-timing scumbag, dating one person while getting messily entangled with a bastard like Leona Grant.
