Rose opened her mouth to respond, but Lisa didn't wait for an answer as she pulled out a chair, her eyes flicking between the two women. "I think it's time you both tell me what's going on."
Rose swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. Her mind raced, frantically searching for a way to explain herself, to salvage whatever trust was left between them. But her thoughts splintered, her excuses crumbling under the intense pressure of Lisa’s stare. She opened her mouth, but no words came out, just a hollow ache of regret that pulsed with each pounding heartbeat.
Every second felt agonizing as Lisa lowered herself into the chair, her presence a storm of fury and betrayal. Rose wanted to say something, anything, to make things right, but the look in Lisa’s eyes told her it was too late. Lisa ha
