Mila lunged forward, wrenched Eva toward her roughly, and swung her arm hard to slap her right across the face.
The sharp c***k of the blow echoed through the empty living room, shrill and jarring.
Eva's head snapped to the side from the force, and a bright, angry red handprint sprang up instantly across half her cheek.
"So what if you got knocked up? You think that makes you better than me?" Mila spat, her eyes burning with fury, every word dripping with venom.
"Last time, in the mall fitting room, you deliberately taunted me through the stall and tried to steal my husband! I warned you back then to keep your head down and stay the hell out of my business!" she snarled.
"Don't you ever forget this. Mom and Dad chose me, every single time, since we were kids. You were the one they thr
