AMALA
Know my place? Hah! What’s up with these wolves and telling me MY PLACE! If anything, I’d rather go back to the human border WITH Amy!
So, instead I give her a smile and I swear I can see her lip twitches as my action catches her off-guard.
“Well, it’s good to hear honesty from your words for the first time, ex-wife.” My hands rest on my hips as I lean down as Marie is a bit shorter than I am. “Too bad you’re just being used by your so-called husband, hmm?”
“I believe you’re no different, Amala. After all, you are being used by wolves, don’t you think so?”
“Better than to be tossed away like a used product, right, Marie?”
There is a clear animosity between the two of us and Marie hasn’t expected that I will falter from her words alone. I’ve been on the streets for years and I’ve encountered so many hoodlums along the way.