Katie
My heart stops.
The anger and fury in Tiffany’s eyes when she glares daggers at my son kicks in my protective, motherly instincts.
I won’t let her hurt my child!
I bolt out of the wheelchair and dash towards my son. At the same time, Tiffany catapults forward and screams at the top of her lungs. “YOU! YOU SHOULDN’T EXIST! I WILL MAKE SURE YOU AREN’T IN MY WAY ANYMORE!!”
Blood vessels pop along the side of her face, and it looks like it could explode any second.
I ignore the screams from behind me. At this moment, nothing is more important than my son. I need to protect him.
The security guards fight to restrain the crazy woman while my heart beats wildly in my chest while I sprint as fast as I can across the room.
Frightened, the hosts step back away from the scene while everyone else stands frozen, watching the nightmare unfold in front of them.