Michael replied, [Honey, you're the most generous.]
Then, Sarah Walker, that woman, messaged me: [I went to your place. I chose the most expensive bag for you, no need to thank me. By the way, Michael sprained his waist last night, so take it easy during your little games.]
I hated her nonchalant display of blatant bragging and sarcasm beneath her calm demeanor.
I also hated being unknowingly dragged into their games. Somehow, I found the courage to reply provocatively, [Don't worry, I'm on top."]
The typing on the other end stopped. I finally felt a bit of satisfaction.
Michael messaged again: [What do you want to eat tonight? I'll bring it home for you. How about some chicken soup?]
He still didn't know that the house was gone and so was I. With a sarcastic smile, I replied, [Make sure to eat well, there's a surprise waiting for you at home.]
Getting up to take a shower, I left without looking back, with Anne in tears. I boarded the flight back to the coastal city.
I discarded my phone card, severing all ties with Altheris from then on.