“Sister-in-law... who was that man who dropped you off?”
Sophia’s voice was like honey poured over a razor blade. I turned toward her, giving her the nastiest glare I could muster. She was standing in the center of the foyer, looking entirely too comfortable in my home.
“Sister-in-law, does Bro not satisfy you anymore?” she added, gasping dramatically with her hand covering her mouth as if she’d stumbled upon a scandalous secret. “Is that why you’re taking late-night rides with strangers?”
The sheer nerve of her. The absolute, unadulterated audacity. “Are you so shameless that you assume everyone is as filthy as you are?” I said, my voice cutting through the air like a knife. I didn't care about being polite anymore. My marriage was on life support, and I wasn't going to let this parasi
