Ella's POV:
"Ella Fitzgerald, why would you do this to me?!"
She gripped my arm so tightly she nearly shook me apart. I shoved her away hard, rubbing the deep bruises she'd left behind.
"Every bit of this was your own choice. How is any of it my fault?"
"How is it not your fault? If you hadn't gotten rich after being with Ray, I never would've insisted on saving him! You did this to me!"
Marie's eyes bulged so wide they looked ready to pop right out of her head.
"Marie, you're talking nonsense. You're the one who couldn't tell a fraud from a decent person. Are you really going to blame me for that too?"
I watched her with a faint, knowing smile. My calm, unbothered demeanor only made her want to scream.
She grabbed a glass from the side table and hurled it at me. I stepped aside e
