Chapter 23. Aella Is Gone

 I gave her a new phone. she doesn't know that I installed a tracking device in it. I want to know where she is at any time of the day.

 "What about my other phone?"

 "This is safer," I speak.

 "Thank you."

 I don't know how to deal with her emotions, so I just smile. I pick up a short flowery dress, a bra and undies, handing them over to her. I don't miss the smirk on her face. 

 "When did you have the time to do all this?" She inquires, dressing.

 "I had Sarah bring them in."

 she stops dressing, frowning at me. "You know I don't like that bitch."

 "I know, that is why I made sure you didn't see her." I massage the back of my neck, trying to calm the headache brewing. "For heaven's sake, stop swearing Aella."

 She follows me outside quietly, biting her lips which she is probably imagining as my ear. Amanda isn't in the kitchen when we get there, I guess she desperately w