They heard a car pull up and he opened the door moments later to Naomi in a yellow dress and leather sandals. Paige was taken aback, she was gorgeous, with perfect skin and a tight frame, adorned with specs of flawless white from her teeth and painted nails. She was thicker than Paige, in the chest and thighs, and stood taller, but her natural beauty was tempered by an intensity. Her eyes were bloodshot red, her movements a little delayed amid quick breaths, as if she had run over here. She was sleep deprived, certainly, but deprived of something else too. Paige recognised her desperation, coaxing her inside to take a seat, which she did obediently.
"You know what's happening to me?" Naomi asked, almost in a daze, trying to look Paige in the eye as she talked, but her gaze was continually
