C32 Estera Roberts’ POV (Ten Years Before)
I subtly darted my eyes about silently praying for Brian to show up and get me out of the impending public spectacle Joyce didn't seem to mind making of herself, but he was nowhere in sight. And if I thought I hated the bitch before it was even double-fold now.
“Sorry, do I know you?” I said, thinking that would buy me time as I looked down my nose at her