THIRD PERSON POV

The air is thick with tension as Octavia stands in the doorway, her luggage by her side. Bennis's face is red with anger, and Lora's eyes are wide with shock.

"You think you can just waltz in here and expect us to welcome you with open arms?" Lora spits, her voice dripping with venom. "You're nothing but a homewrecker, Octavia. A woman with no morals or values."

Octavia's smile never wavers, but her eyes flash with amusement. "Ah, Lora, always so quick to judge," she says, her voice calm and confident. "But let's get one thing straight, I'm not here to apologize for my actions. I'm here...