The hospital room was quiet, save for the soft beeping of machines. Only Bella and Samuel occupied the space when Emma stepped in. Bella's face instantly clouded over, her eyes narrowing. "Well, well, look who's here," Bella spat, venom dripping from every word.
Emma’s shoulders slumped, and her face was a picture of genuine remorse. "Bella, I... I really messed up yesterday. I'm here to apologize. Can we just bury the hatchet?"
Bella's mouth opened, ready to unleash a tirade, but Samuel's gentle tug on her sleeve gave her pause. In a split second, Bella's expression morphed from sneering contempt to exaggerated hurt. The transformation was so sudden it was almost comical. "You know what? I shouldn't even give a damn about your drama. But you've crossed a line this time!"
She turned her
