Isabel stepped back, her arms folded tight, brows furrowed.
“What are you doing here?”
Vera’s face was wet with tears already, her lipstick smudged at the edges. “How dare you,” she shouted, her voice shaking. “After everything I’ve done, after everything, I sacrificed to be with him!”
Isabel raised a brow but didn’t move. “You done crying or…”
Vera let out a wail like she’d just lost her mind. “You stole him from me! You think you're better than me? You think he loves you?”
She lunged, hand raised to slap her across the face.
Isabel didn’t even flinch.
The door swung open. Isaac stepped in and caught Vera’s wrist midair.
His jaw was clenched. “Enough.”
She froze, her arm still locked in his grip.
“Why?” Vera’s voice cracked. “Why are you always protecting her?”
Isaac let go of
