Beverly Carington
"You what?!" Becca asked me in disbelief.
"I will move to LA for 1 year."
"I can't believe he's that evil."
"I cursed him and now God cursed me. It's crazy that he found me all the time."
"Don't you think it's time for you to.. you know.. take a rest from this sinful job and have a little life a little?"
"What life? I'm dealing with a psychopath." I rolled my eyes.
"I think it's kinda fate."
"Fate? Fate my ass. I don't believe in fate." I hissed.
"Oh come on, he's hot. You're making a deal with a hot guy. I won't complain if I were you." Becca smirked and I threw a pillow to her face.
"Shut up and help me choose my outfit." I said and she helped me to pack. That bastard is waiting outside my room in the living room. He's waiting for me to pack my bag because we have to go to fucking LA tonight.