Anger Stirs...

Emily couldn't believe her eyes when she received Verona's call. "Verona? What the hell do you want now?"

"Come over, we'll see and talk." Verona said.

"Talk? What about? You know I have nothing to talk about." Emily said.

"Oh believe me, you wouldn't want to regret this. I have a sweet offer for you my darling."

"Darling? You must be sick, Verona. Fine, send me the address of where we're to meet." Emily said.

"I'll come to you. Pick a venue." Verona replied.

Emily had chosen a restaurant not very far from where she was staying now. When Verona walked in, she looked so beautiful. She had her hair curled and it shined brightly. Her dress was short, flaunting her pretty long legs.

"So this is where you choose? I should have known better. Poor mentality still resides in your head." Verona scoffed.

"Shouldn't you be worried? Maybe cameras are everywhere looking at us right now?" Emily replied and Verona swallowed.