PAIGE
"Oh My God!" I gasped before muffling the sound as Lexi flipped the table in retaliation for the slap, upending it with a violent crash.
She stormed out of the room, leaving cups, papers, and a half-empty mug of tea scattered across the floor. Mrs. Wilson collapsed onto the sofa, her hands covering her eyes as if she couldn't believe what had happened.
I leaned closer to the glass, every nerve in my body buzzing as Mom shifted to her side and lowered herself onto the edge of the couch. Mrs. Wilson's voice was too soft for me to hear every word, but I watched how she shook her head repeatedly, tears rolling down her face.
"I'm sorry," she finally said, loud enough for me to hear. "I'm so sorry--forgive her. I don't know what's gotten into her.” Her voice cracked, and my breath hit
