EVE
We barely entered properly when Courtney saw me, and her face contorted into something I hadn't seen before—rage, fear, jealousy, and pure, unfiltered venom all rolled into one.
"You! You bastard! You think you can come in here and destroy my life?" she screamed, pointing a finger at me as if I were the villain in some movie she'd been rehearsing for years.
I froze, unsure if I should speak, move, or run.
My mother, calm but firm, stepped in front of me, raising her hands slightly as though she could physically shield me from Courtney's wrath.
"Courtney. That's enough," my mother said, her voice cutting through the storm like a knife. "Stop this nonsense."
Courtney's scream faltered for a fraction of a second, enough for my mother to take a deep breath and continue.
