Olivia’s POV

Marianne and I ran into each other again at a well-known store, and she stared at me as if she was enraged and ready to hurt me. I was just quietly browsing for outfits for Raphael and me to wear on our upcoming holiday vacation.

Then she suddenly confronted me, her arms folded across her chest, her mouth pouting, and her eyes fixed on me.

I click my tongue and say, "Do you have any idea what you're doing?" My eyes narrowed as I looked at her, and I gave her a sneer.

She laughed at me as if what I said was amusing. Then she took a...