Tell her you don't love her, the way you love me.

At night

Myla descends the stairs and finds Gabriella on the couch watching TV and eating popcorn from a big bowl.

She walks to her and the lady brings her gaze to Myla.

“Hey,” says, Gabriella.

“Came to watch TV with me?”

Myla studies her very carefully, still not responding to her question.

“I'm here to warn you about what you did.”

“What did I do?”

“The documents you sent to the police, that made the media think you are his mistress. I know you intended to do that in other to provoke me.”

“But, that's not true. I just—had to answer some questions.”

“Oh, please, save it. I am the woman of this house. And, I can decide if you stay or not. The only reason you're here, is because I pity you, and what will happen if someone gets hold of you.”

“But, if you dare do that again on any circumstance, I'd make sure I return you to the hand of the enemy himself.”