I stood there, holding my cheek with my jaw clenched so tight my teeth ached.
My skin stung, but not as much as the rage boiling inside me.
I didn’t even blink. I was two seconds away from snapping back with something she’d never recover from but then she did something I didn’t expect.
She stumbled back, knocked over a side table and the glass vase shattered and then she screamed.
“Alan!” she screeched, voice echoing through the halls like she was being murdered. “Help me! Your demonic wife tried to hurt me!”
I blinked once, still stunned.
“What the fuck...” I muttered, just as thunderous footsteps came crashing down the stairs.
Chet and Alan appeared at the landing in seconds, both wide-eyed.
“She attacked me!” she wailed, pointing at me with shaky hands. “She snapped! I was tryi
