Ava
I had been standing just outside Anderson's bedroom door, my back pressed against the wall, straining to catch every word. Their voices were muffled, but the tension inside felt suffocating.
Kate’s accusation hit hard when she said Anderson’s mind was still with Kelly. It was the kind of statement that made me freeze, my heart racing as I pieced together the implications.
When the door slammed open, I didn’t have time to move. Kate stormed out, her face streaked with tears, and found me standing there. Her eyes narrowed as she stiffened, her lips trembling with that of anger and embarrassment.
“What are you doing here?” she snapped, her voice low but sharp.
I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Instead, I took a step back, breaking eye contact.
Kate didn’t press furt
