Margaux
I narrowed my eyes when I saw Louise coming inside the house. I am so sure that she isn’t invited so I don’t understand why she’s here.
Mela was behind her, looking so worried as she looked at me. It was as if she made a big mistake in letting her inside Quinn’s house.
There is this unreadable expression on her and I can’t help but feel a little anxious because of that. I have experienced how wild and vile this woman could be and I don’t want her to ruin my son’s birthday party by throwing a fit like a kid that was stolen a bar of chocolate from.
She walked to me and smiled wryly. She swallowed hard and looked like she was hesitating for a moment.
I pursed my lips and put down the cupcakes that I am arranging. “Good day,” I greeted her formally so she could understand that
