LEAH MADE JENNIFER CRY

“What do you mean Natasha?” I asked, stunned. My heart pounding erratically in my chest, still unable to comprehend what she just said. “Oh you know exactly what I meant Leah. You were surprised right? On hearing what your darling FIANCE thought about. After all your years of devotion to him, just for him to fuck your sister. Poor Leah,” she mocked with a laugh. My fist clenched at my sides and I struggled to calm myself. “What did you achieve Natasha? After sleeping with Xavier what did you achieve?” I growled, my voice sounding strange even to me. She laughed at the expression on my face, finding it funny. “You see. That expression right there. That pain, that sorrow, that damn heartbreak knowing the man you dreamt of spending your entire life with was fucking your very own flesh and blood. That’s what I achieved. I love seeing you broken. Your pain fills me with joy, and believe me. There is nothing better than that,” she said smugly, laughing loudly in glee. I stood rigid, looking