The garish brown fabric mocked Amelia as she stared at the mirror. It had a hideous floral pattern with mixtures of red, pink, purple, and yellow. If she ever met Ora, she would choke her with it.
Honestly, atp…it’s up and stuck for that bitch. Like, girllllll…it’s not my fault Nick doesn’t want you. 🤷🏽♀️🙄
