The sounds in the room dimmed until all I could hear was a crashing river flowing through my ears.
Excuse me? I almost blurted out loud, my eyes narrowing in on the woman. Did she seriously just tell Noah to “lose” Chris?
Getting rid of me was one thing, but the gall of this woman to suggest that Noah should abandon his son! How could she even suggest such a thing?
Staring at Cora with a mixture of surprise and revolt, I noticed how she was purposely tilting the tablet so I couldn’t see what was displayed on the screen. A numbing sort of bitter taste charged into my mouth.
I refused to be made to feel like the unwelcome outsider here, much less like the one responsible for all this mess—so, I deliberately leaned to the side, pressing against Noah as I dramatically tilted my head to get a better view of the screen.
Was it childish of me? Yes. Was I still going to annoy the shit out of this woman for being a presumptuous bitch? Umm, hell yes!