"What do you mean?" Sarah hissed, her voice trembling with barely contained fury.
Her fists clenched at her sides as she stared down Cain Fontaine, her cousin, whose smirk only deepened. His nonchalant posture belied the venom in his words.
“I once heard a story.”
Cain began, his tone dripping with mockery.
“That your mother wagged her tail to marry your father. You know, because Uncle from the Fontaine family and your dear mother were blinded by wealth, not love.”
Sarah’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat.
The insult stung deeper than she cared to admit. Her voice rose, sharp and unyielding.
“Watch your words, Cain! I will not stay quiet if you insult my mother. I have never disrespected your parents, no matter how much they’ve provoked me!”
Cain’s smirk turned into
