Halfway through the banquet, I felt suffocated and excused myself to the restroom.
The moment I turned into the hallway, someone blocked my path.
"Well, if it isn't Mrs. Montgomery—the happiest woman tonight."
Lorraine leaned lazily against the wall, arms crossed, mockery twisting her lips.
I didn't want to engage. I turned to leave, but she stepped forward, blocking me again.
"Renald must really adore you—throwing you a party, gifting you that expensive necklace. You must feel so proud."
"But when you called the police on me, didn't he force you to sign that forgiveness letter just to bail me out?"
"Do you even know how much he depends on me? Everything we've been through together... and yet you still cling to him shamelessly. Tell me, shouldn't I hate you for that?"
Each word was like a dull, poisoned blade, slicing deeper into a heart already scarred beyond repair.
My face was drained of color. I only wanted to get away. But she wouldn't let me.
In one swift motion, Lorraine grabbed my wrist, her nails digging deep into my skin.
"You survived last time... let's see if you're that lucky again!"