Louisa:

Her caustic words rang in my ears over and over again. I wasn't surprised, she was always bitter especially to me. My death would be a relief to her. But, I wasn't scared of her anymore. She's not the intimidating, mean girl I first met– who gave ne such an unwelcome reception– as a new bride.

Maybe it's time to remind her of her place. I'm sick of her tactics. It's exhausting.

I glanced around, Melisa wasn't yet back. I craned my neck, spotting her outside making a phone call, talking excitedly. I took my gaze back to Yolanda.

"The feeling is mutual." I retorted,my voice filled with disdain....