Arthur’s cold, dismissive attitude acted like a spark in a room full of gasoline. Sarah’s vision blurred, her brain thrumming with a deafening roar as a flood of suppressed fury erupted. Without a second thought, she reached down, grabbed the half-eaten birthday cake from the coffee table, and hurled it at him with every ounce of her strength.
The impact was wet and heavy. Arthur, completely blindsided, was struck squarely in the chest. Cream and sponge slid down his expensive suit, splattering onto the pristine marble floor and leaving him standing in a pathetic, sugary wreckage.
"Sarah! Have you lost your mind?" Arthur roared, wiping a glob of frosting from his cheek. His face was contorted with rage as he looked down at his ruined clothes.
"Have I lost my mind?" Sarah shrieked, her f
