C22 Sweet Lucky Girl

For a moment, Ava couldn't find anything suitable to say, she was just gulping and interlocking her fair slender fingers. Her brain turned quickly after a few seconds, and she mumbled out, “I'm sorry,” Freya scoffed scornfully, “You are sorry?” her tone carried a hint of sarcasm as she singled out her arms,

“Ava, you claimed that we are your friends