I stared at her, my expression cold. "Grace, Liam—I don't owe you anything. Actually, you both owe me a lot. It's time to settle up."
"Settle up?" Grace's face went pale, and Liam, still awkwardly hanging near the window, looked trapped.
"Grace, you've lived in my place for two years. You said you'd pay rent but never did. Based on the rent around here and the condition of my apartment, you owe me fifteen hundred a month, which adds up to thirty-six grand. I'll let the utilities go since, you know, we're ‘sisters,'" I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
I grabbed her hand and smiled sweetly, but there was nothing kind about it. This time around, I was taking back every penny anyone ever took from me.
Grace started to cry. "But Bella, I don't have that kind of money!"
Seeing an opportunity, Liam rushed over, dropping to his knees like a sad puppy. "Bella, Grace, and I have been struggling, too. Please don't pressure her."
"And I'm supposed to work three jobs to support you two?" I shot back, my tone sharp. "You guys are important to me, but you don't actually want me to work myself into an early grave, right?"