“She always comes first?” He laughs and I kick his chair. “She’s my best friend. She comes first, you fucking hear me? She was here before you, and she will be here long after you.” “Oh, that’s where you’re wrong, baby girl.” Cyrus smirks at me then leans closer. “But I like your loyalty, and now you know how you feel about the argument.” Bray grins as I huff, realising he was doing it on purpose.
