"What exactly is your relationship with Thomas Shannon?"
"We sleep in the same bed. What do you think our relationship could be?"
Since she'd already been woken up and was in a foul mood, Sophie Sullivan went all out. "Use your brain and think carefully, what kind of relationship do I have with Thomas Shannon?"
"Hmph, you're just a bed warmer. What right do you have to show off in front of me?"
Amelia Shaw bit her lip. "When Thomas Shannon liked me, you were nowhere to be found!"
"So, you're trying to tell me that Thomas Shannon still likes you now, is that it?" Sophie Sullivan picked up a strand of her hair and twirled it around her fingers. "Why don't we go find Thomas Shannon right now and ask him to his face, how about that?"
"You..." Amelia Shaw hadn't expected her to be so sharp-tongued!
But soon, Amelia Shaw found a point of attack. "A disfigured, ugly woman like you? Where do you get the confidence that Thomas Shannon would like you? You're daydreaming!"
