The moment those words were spoken, the admiring chatter surrounding us came to an abrupt halt. Our neighbors exchanged uneasy glances, instinctively moving away, keen to avoid any involvement in the unfolding scene.
My parents were visibly distressed. They grasped Kathy's arms tightly. "Kathy, what's going on? Who informed the authorities? Wasn't Mr. Reed supposed to take you out? This must be a misunderstanding, surely?"
Kathy's self-assured demeanor wavered, her eyes shifting from alarm to contempt, as if the situation held no importance to her.
She spoke with an air of arrogance, her voice laced with smugness, "I'm Callie Wilson. You've got this all wrong! What charges? There's nothing of the sort. I'm the future Mrs. Miles, Mr. Reed's fiancée. Are you even familiar with the Miles Family?"
"Go find whoever made this false report! I'm about to meet my fiancé. If you delay me, even a dozen of you won't be able to compensate for the time I've wasted!"