Two days had passed since the incident that left Vanessa spiraling. She had resolved to avoid Steve at all costs, though avoiding someone living under the same roof wasn’t exactly easy.
It felt like an enchantment had taken hold of her, pulling her toward Steve in ways she couldn’t explain as though she was charmed or drugged into falling for him. But the thoughts of her mother’s happiness and having her daughter crushing on her man would definitely not be an ideal thing.
She sat cross-legged on her bed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. “Was I meant to fight over a man with my mother? A man she loves? Am I really that selfish?” Her own voice made her cringe, but the questions kept coming.
“Why do I feel this... this madness? What if my mom had never met him first? Would this be
