Suppressing my anger, I looked at the disheveled bed linens stained with dark marks and the used condoms scattered on the floor.
I finally looked at the bedside table.
There was a soaked admission ticket, used as an ashtray and piled with cigarette butts.
At that moment, I lost my temper.
I rushed to Aleena's bedroom door, smashing on the door heavily.
My voice was stretched and almost broke from the anger.
"Aleena, get out here!
"If you don't explain yourself today, I won't let you go!"
Inside the room, they whispered to each other but didn't open the door.
"That woman must be crazy. When is she going to leave?"
That was Aleena's boyfriend speaking.
"Honey, she's spoiled and has a bunch of petty princess habits. We shouldn't argue with people like that."
That was Aleena's voice.
"You paid rent, so why shouldn't I live here? I think she's just jealous because she's single and envious of us! She claims to be paying most of the rent. I think she should pay more if she's rich. Besides, who knows where she gets her money from? Maybe she's doing something despicable and wants to force you out to hide it!"
Her boyfriend's voice grew louder as if he wanted the whole building to hear.