Baby Shower Plan

Joanne's POV:

Standing in front of Kate's apartment, I inhaled deeply, steeling my nerves. Patience, Joanne. This wasn't just another social visit, it was a chess move. Kate had been the immovable obstacle in my otherwise flawless plan.

Unlike Ella, who wore her emotions like an open book, Kate was sharp, guarded, and relentless in her dislike for me. Her gaze always seemed to dissect me, as though searching for the catch in every word I said.

Still, I wasn't one to walk away from a challenge. That wasn't my style. I wanted something, and I'd get it. I had a knack for wearing people down eventually.

Knocking firmly, I kept my expression pleasant, my body language relaxed. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing Kate's familiar scowl. Her disapproval was almost palpable, radiating off her like a wall of icy disdain.