I watched Evelyn's face crumble as my family's words hit their mark. Her fork shook in her hand before she set it down. The hurt in her eyes was like a knife to my chest.
I should have said something. Should have defended her. But the words stuck in my throat like they always did when it came to showing emotion.
Jessica noticed everything. Her sharp eyes moved between Evelyn and me, reading the situation like she was watching a play unfold.
When Evelyn finally excused herself from dinner, claiming she had a headache, Jessica's smile grew wider.
"She seems... sweet," Jessica said after Evelyn left. The word 'sweet' sounded like an insult coming from her lips.
"Very different from your usual type," Rebecca added with a meaningful look.
I pushed back from the table. "If you'll excuse me
