[Trent’s POV]
I hold Gabby against me while Trudy watches us with a look of hurt and anger. When I came home from work I wasn’t expecting to walk into drama, and I was having a hard time keeping my temper in check.
“How did you get in here?” I ask Trudy now, narrowing my gaze on her. “What have I told you about just showing up when you want?”
“Katie made me a spare key,” Trudy responds smugly. “She said I could come anytime I wanted.”
At her words, I feel Gabby tense against me, and I already know what is going through her head. It is exactly what Trudy wants her to think. Since we were young, Trudy didn’t bother hiding the fact she didn’t like Gabby. In the past, I tolerated it and took it as simple jealousy of a younger sister, but we were adults now, and she couldn’t keep acting lik
