“I-I think she hates me,” she whispers then jumps, shocked to hear the words come out of her own mouth. “Amerie?” I hold out a bottle of water to her and she absentmindedly takes a sip. “All night—all night she just kept throwing digs at me. About every fucking thing. My cooking, my outfit, my career, my love life. It was nonstop. Dani even got in her ass about it, and you know she’s normally on some keep the peace shit with us. What did I do?”
I wish i had seen this
