Freya

“Clowns…” that was all I could say as I sat at my dressing table in front of my computer, watching as the two fools made a fool of themselves.

It was so satisfying to watch them think they were doing their thing behind my back, not knowing I was watching and hearing every damn thing. They might have just talked out instead of suppressing the emotions and anger that they tried so hard to hide in their muffled voices.

I kept sipping my juice while laughing and watching them clown on. ...