Maybe the memories from my past life had left my expression a little grim. Owen's tone sharpened with impatience. He grabbed the bag of Lesley's clothes and shoved it into my arms.
"Let me make this clear, Wanda. Don't pull that pathetic face on me. We're about to get married. This is my home too. Lesley is moving in today. And if you won't let her stay, then I'm leaving too!"
Using my feelings for him as leverage?
How laughable. I wasn't the same Wanda from my last life anymore.
A cold smile curled across my lips. I lifted Lesley's bag and hurled it straight into Owen's face.
"Then leave. I'd love nothing more. Get out of my house!"
I kicked every last piece of Lesley's luggage that Owen had dragged to the doorway out into the hall. Then I slammed the door shut so hard the frame rattled.
I deleted Owen's fingerprint from the lock immediately.
The door lock beeped several times: "Fingerprint not recognized. Fingerprint not recognized."
Then Lesley's sugary little voice drifted in from the other side.
"Owen, honey, don't be upset. When you told me about that whole 'Frost System' thing, I didn't believe it for a second. Wanda probably learned some cheap parlor trick to get your attention..."