“Victoria,” Daniella’s voice broke the quiet in the living room. She sounded very angry. “We need to talk. Now.”
Victoria looked up from the couch, feeling scared by Daniella’s fierce expression. She hadn’t seen Daniella since the funeral, and the tension was still there. Victoria had hoped things would get better, but Daniella looked even angrier.
“Daniella,” Louis said carefully, stepping in front of her. “Maybe this isn’t the right time.”
Daniella shot him a fierce look. “No, Louis. It has to be now.” She turned back to Victoria, fists clenched. “You’ve taken enough from us. I won’t let you act like nothing happened.”
Victoria stood up, feeling her nerves rise. “I’m sorry, Daniella. I never wanted this. Please believe me.”
Daniella scoffed her face hard. “Do I? Because I only see t
