Audrey pov.


    I snatched the box from the delivery guy, tossed him some cash, and mmed the door shut, spinning around to face Emily. I shot a grin at the utterly baffled woman-seriously, her confusion was practically a work of art.


    "Oh honey, it''s not your package, so quit the act. Let''s just say I''ve got my little treasure, and you''ve got that priceless surprised look on your face," I said with a calmness that dripped with sarcasm. I waved her off as I strutted upstairs, my heart racing with excitement. Thank goodness she didn''t snag the package before I got to it-clearly, she wasn''t quick on the uptake.


    Honestly, all I want is to dive into my stash and enjoy a blissful sleep without any interruptions. I reached my door, swung it open, and locked it tight behind me. Thest thing I need is someone like Emily barging in uninvited.


    I leaned against the door, releasing a blissful sigh as I stared at the unmarked box in my hands. My little gem. My sanity''s best friend. I gently ced it on my bedside table, tracing my fingers over the in exterior. No clues about whaty within, no hints of the ecstasy that was about to unfold.


    I kicked off my shoes and flopped onto the bed, toozy to change out of myfy jeans and faded tee. My hands quivered a bit as I tore into the box, unveiling the neatly arranged goodies. A soft sigh slipped from my lips.


    The sight of those perfectly round chocte truffles, dusted with cocoa powder, made my heart race. I had been counting down the days for this moment, and finally, my online order had graced my doorstep. My secret stash, safe from prying eyes and sticky fingers.


    I popped the lid off the first container, and the rich scent of dark chocte wafted through the air. My mouth practically watered in anticipation. The first bite melted on my tongue, and I closed my eyes, letting the luxurious smoothness envelop me.


    Heaven.


    For a few glorious moments, I forgot about Emily''s puzzled expression, the day''s stress, and everything else except the pure, unfiltered joy of my chocte sanctuary.


    Just as I was sinking into a chocte-induced bliss, a knock at the door jolted me back to reality. "Hey, what''s happening in there?" Emily called, her voice muffled. "Who was that delivery guy? Did you order something?" My eyes shot open, and I shot daggers at the door, my peace shattered. Seriously, Emily?


    "Not now, Emily," I called out, trying to keep my tone steady. "I''m... um... napping. Please don''t disturb me."


    The knocking continued, followed by Emily''s annoyed grumbling. "Fine, be that way." Her footsteps faded down the hallway, leaving me to bask in my precious solitude.


    I exhaled a sigh of relief and sank back into my chocte paradise, determined to relish everyst morsel.


    Seriously, I can''t wrap my head around why Tris would even consider someone like Emily. The most infuriating thought right now is stressing myself out just to mess with her. I flopped onto my mattress, staring at the ceiling, stillpletely baffled by the whole situation. Then it hit me-there''s no way Tris is actually dating that girl. I shot up from the mattress, determined to grab something from their room, especially hers. I creaked the door open and tiptoed down the hallway to Emily''s room, noticing she was busy in the kitchen.


    I slipped inside, scanning the room, and spotted her photos. If Tris was really with her, there should be some evidence, right? As I flipped through the album, my heart races when I heard her voice behind me.


    "What are you doing snooping through my album, you little hussy?"


    I stood there, fingers still on the page, as Emily''s cold voice sent a chill through me. I was caught, no doubt about it. Slowly, I turned to her, guilt and defiance battling on my face.


    "Uh, just... curious," I mumbled, trying to sound casual even though my heart was racing like a wild horse.


    Emily narrowed her eyes, her lips pressed tight. "Curious? About what, exactly? My private life?" She marched closer, snatching the album right out of my hands.


    I took a step back, hands up like I was surrendering. "I just wanted to see if... if you and Tris were really a thing." My voice faded under her intense gaze.


    A smirk flickered on Emily''s face, and she raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think you can poke around in my business?"


    I gulped, my brain scrambling for a good excuse. But then her expression shifted, her eyes lighting up with a spark of curiosity.


    "Hold on," she said, her voice dripping with realization. "You''re jealous."


    Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I opened my mouth to deny it, but she cut me off.


    "Don''t even try to deny it. It''s all over your face." Emily''s grin widened as she stepped closer. "So, what''s really happening between you and Tris?"


    I stood firm, clinging to whatever dignity I had left after being caught snooping. "Nothing''s going on between us," I insisted, trying to sound believable.


    Emily''sughter sent another chill down my spine. "Oh, please. I''ve seen how you look at him. And I know he looks at you the same way." Her eyes locked onto mine, a challenge sparking between us. I red at her, disgust bubbling up inside me. So what are you gonna do about it? Tris is mine.


    "No, Tris was yours, but that''s old news now, sweetheart. Choose your words carefully."


    She hurried over to me and yanked the album right out of my hands. "Get your paws off my things, alright?" she eximed. I just stood there, not budging an inch, staring at her.


    "I sense you''re keeping a secret, Emily, something Tris is totally clueless about. I''ve been keeping an eye on you," I said, my voice all raspy. Her gaze flitted between her album and me, like a confused bird. "What on earth are you rambling about, Audrey?"Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.