Battle of Truths

  

Kelly

 

Evelyn’s smirk is maddening, her confidence annoyingly chilling. She sits with a perfect poise, legs crossed, completely unbothered by my presence, by my anger.  

I am shaking. The audacity this woman has.

"You lied to my son," I say, my tone sharp. "You told Aiden that I wasn’t his mother? For what reason?"  

Evelyn raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Did I lie?"  

It was as if my anger button was pressed. I lunge forward, only for Anderson to step between us, his hands up in a silent plea. I stop myself, breathing heavily, my fists clenched so tight my nails bite into my palms.  

"Why?" I...