The impact was so intense, pain exploded through my body and my vision blurred. I teetered on the edge of consciousness, barely able to make sense of what was happening around me.
Charles's eager greetings rang in his ears.
"Where is Sally hurt? Does it hurt?"
Sally burst into tears, covering her red and swollen cheeks and shaking her head.
"Charles, don't blame Jessica. I know she was angry that I took away Stanley and she was also careless. It doesn't matter if my hair is damaged. I could just tie it up during my wedding..."
By the time I regained my composure, Charles had already picked up the pair of scissors on the ground and walked towards me with a stern face.
"Jessica, apologize to Sally!"
I looked at him in disbelief.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what she did? She hurt my mother-"
Before I could finish speaking, he interrupted sharply.
"No matter what she does, you shouldn't do it! When did you become like this? I say it one last time, I apologize!"
I didn’t expect that after having known each other for 25 years, he would go to another woman and not even give me a chance to explain.