You're Not Welcomed Here

"..." There was no response from the door. "Jane..." Elizabeth felt it strange and raised her head. When she saw Zena standing at the door, the smile on her face faded, and she frowned immediately. Elizabeth sat up a little straight, "It's you?" Although she asked Zena in this way, she didn't sound very surprised. There was no emotion in her simple words, and her tone was somewhat unpleasant. Zena raised her eyebrows and looked at Elizabeth indifferently. She just looked at Elizabeth without saying anything. Her makeup was exquisite and perfect, but her expression was apathetic. After a long while, she said lightly, "Yeah, it's me." Saying this, she closed the door and walked toward Elizabeth elegantly and slowly in her high-heeled shoes. The sounds of the high heels hitting the ground were not very crisp, but Elizabeth's heart trembled when she heard that. Zena stood by the bed and looked down at Elizabeth with a calm face, saying, "What's wrong? Are you very surprised?" Elizabeth did