"Not much of a difference, huh? Heh... You sure have the guts to say that."
"Is this how you act when Ryan's not around?"
Anna was clearly unimpressed by Alice's suggestion to "have a proper talk." After all, Alice had already laid out all of Anna's personal information for display. There was no way Anna could stay calm and have a civil conversation with her.
The sweet, gentle image of the younger girl shattered in an instant. Anna adjusted her skirt slightly, crossed her legs, and her expression turned cold. Her eyes locked onto Alice with an icy stare.
"So, you actually know what kind of person you are. That's... surprising."
"But you're wrong about one thing—we're nothing alike."
Anna rejected Alice's claim that they were similar. In her eyes, Alice wasn't even worthy of being compared to her. Anna was genuinely devoted to Ryan, while Alice had always been a hypocrite.
"What are you trying to say?"