Suddenly her fingers begin to shake, and she feels her breathing accelerate out of control.
“What’s wrong with me?” Andrea wonders, “I should be happy that I’ll soon be free from the Hamiltons. Why does it feel like a knife is stabbing me in the chest?”
She takes several deep breaths and begins to laugh at herself.
“I’m being stupid and ridiculous,” she thinks, “Lance won’t care a bit when I leave. I need to remember that he’s probably looking forward to it. As soon as I’m out of the picture, he’s free to marry Diana Summers.”
“What are you looking at?” Janetta’s voice calls from the door.
Andrea folds the agreement in half to hide the words, and tries to look calm.
“What are you doing here?” she asks her sister.
Janetta Aitkens plays with her hair and leans against the closet doorw
