90.Chapter 90

Leah found Cleo's angry outburst amusing and reached out to poke her flushed cheek. "Then, I will poke you," Leah teased.

"Ah," Cleo shrieked, frantically rubbing her cheeks. "Leah, you nasty old witch, you ancient hag, you've ruined my face. Now I'm all dirty. Why did you have to touch me? I hate you. I hate you so much."

Cleo, on the verge of a meltdown, collapsed into Serena's arms, her pretty