Tricia sat curled into the corner of the couch, absently twirling her phone between her fingers.
Her gaze drifted to the woman still fast asleep on the opposite couch. Sonia, unbothered and sprawled out as if the world hadn't just tilted on its axis.
She wondered why she hadn't pulled this game off and listened to Sonia in the first place.
She hadn't been able to sleep comfortably through the night, and this morning, she had woken up with puffed eyelids, her thoughts unsettled, her nerves strung tight with regret and unease.
She shouldn't have listened to Sonia. She should've pulled off this plan herself instead of half-trusting someone else to execute it.
She regretted not having a good drink like Sonia to blow off the steam and possibly forget the complicated situation she had placed herself in.
