Chapter 15

• “Where were you?” Antoinette yawned, startling Vivienne, who was sneaking in at two-thirty-five in the morning.
• Vivienne jumped in shock and pushed her hand behind her back, clutching desperately onto the contents in her hand. She coughed nervously and threw her head to the side, snobbishly. “And what is your business?”
• Antoinette squinted at the red-faced woman in front of her, her wavy brown hair askew as if she had been into some exertion. She fixed a piercing stare at her squeamish sister, she knew she was hiding something, but didn't interfere as she went back to sleep.