Chapter 34

"It is really you," Marilyn said sharply, her prideful demeanor at its peak, as her eyes meandered up and down Stacy's body simultaneously while taking note of every accessory she was donning.

Startled and obviously taken aback that she was suddenly recognized, and acknowledged by a person she had always imagined meeting in a one-on-one encounter, Stacy went dumb for words as her stomach contracted into a tight ball.

"How is Carlton?” She sassed, “Oh, I guess that isn't your concern anymore though," her disdainful voice taunted, as she stood before Stacy while gesturing condescendingly, who was still thinking of the right way to act or speak before her.

There was just so much she had to say to Marilyn, and so much she had planned to say if they ever met. However, it seemed like her head had blanked out at that point.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Stacy answered, after she thought in her head that it was the right thing to do. That it was bet