Annabelle: "..."
She watched, dumbfounded, as Ashley took off like a sprinter. Within seconds, she had vanished from sight!
'...' 'What a talent.'
Annabelle froze for a second before it dawned on her.
'That traitor! All fun and games when we're in it together, but she's the first to run when there's trouble!'
As Annabelle was cursing her under her breath, a sudden, powerful aura enveloped her.
"..."
Suddenly, she lost all courage to turn around.
Trembling, she turned her head to see Leona Grant half-kneeling on the sofa, watching her with a blank expression.
His face might have been blank, but his eyes were filled with an icy chill.
Leona smiled and asked, "Drain you dry?"
'...' 'A misunderstanding. A huge misunderstanding.'
"'Honey, be gentle?'"
'...' 'A joke. It was purely a joke.'
"'I'm just a rookie, I can't satisfy you?'"
'...' 'Well, that...'
