"Who is Leuu or whatever you're calling him?" SyntaxQueen asked, narrowing her eyes at the screen.
Isabella blinked at her slowly, lips puffed in a pout, and tilted her head like she didn't understand.
SyntaxQueen leaned in closer. "Wait. Are you drunk?"
Isabella quickly shook her head with a tiny frown.
"Are you crying then?" she asked again, her voice softer this time, noticing Bella's red, teary eyes and flushed cheeks.
This time, Isabella gave a small nod, her lower lip trembling. "Bad Girls bullied me… and my husband didn't care," she mumbled with a wobbly pout.
SyntaxQueen's eyes widened. "Bullied? Wait—what?! Where are you, Bella? I swear I'm coming right now!" Her voice sharpened, filled with fire. "Tell me. I'm packing my laptop and taser!"
Isabella sniffled but giggled. "Your city?" she asked innocently and then, with a few sleepy taps, sent her exact location on the call.
