My gaze fell on Koralie, walking into my apartment with her brows knitted, her eyes darting between the fuming Amelia and me.
Amelia withdrew her hand, taking a few steps back. But the rage on her face couldn't be concealed. Without a word, she walked out of the apartment, forcing Koralie to quickly step aside at the door.
"Who the f**k was that?" Koralie asked, peeking her head outside to get another look.
"A friend…" The lie tasted bitter on my lips.
"Oh, really?" She rolled her eyes. "That interaction doesn't look very friendly to me."
"Let it go."
"Hell no!" Koralie yelled. "A threat was just inside your apartment and you want me to let it go?"
I knew Koralie wasn't going to drop it. She never did.
She was always quick to defend me against anyone she perceived as a threat. But
