Why was Joanna in the passenger seat? Was Michael driving? What was he trying to say to me by bringing Joanna here? To reject me outright and tell me Joanna was the right person for him!
The fake grim expression on my face froze, and I felt half angry, half frozen. The smile on Joanna's face was as bright as victor's smile. My hands were clenched into fists on either side of my body.
If… Michael had come out from the other side; I would have punched Joanna in the face. I would have fought her a long time ago.
But when the other door opened, Sasha came out. Joanna came out from the other side. I looked askance at her, wondering what she was doing here.
Joanna looked up at our house. The smile on her face became even wider.
"Is this your house, Cecily? It was tough to find this place. It wasn't easy for us to drive here."
She sounded very friendly, but I didn't miss the contempt in her eyes.
