Emily was so furious at her brother’s constant backtalk that she felt like she was going to pass out. A sharp pain twisted in her stomach—a warning. There was still a baby inside her. She couldn't let anger take over.
“I told you to find a real, stable job—not to mess around PLAYING entrepreneur with your friends.”
“Mess around?” Francie shot back. “I’ve got a whole plan, okay? And Aaron’s already said yes! He’s a business genius. If he thinks it’s a good idea, what makes you think you know better?”
His smug tone made Emily’s blood boil. A mix of betrayal, disappointment, and rage surged through her. Aaron had never once mentioned helping Francie open a bar. What—was her opinion just completely irrelevant now?
And Francie’s reaction when she hinted at her and Aaron splitting up? It was
