My Toxic Roommate's Dirty Secret: Trashing the Fake Heiress
Language: en
The sensation of falling into a bottomless abyss suddenly stopped. I opened my eyes, gasping for air. In my arms was a warm, fluffy ball of fur. Nugget, my Golden Retriever, was shivering, burying his wet nose into my palm. I was alive. I really came back. The bone-shattering pain of being pushed off the rooftop in my past life still felt incredibly real. "Chloe Miller! Are you deaf?!" My roommate, Ashley Vance, pinched her nose, taking a dramatic step back. 1 Her perfectly manicured red nails pointed at Nugget as she stomped her feet in sheer disgust. "That smelly mutt is…