Racheal was able to separate the fight between Arya and Davina with the help of her mother.
Arya ran a hand through her rough hair, her voice shaky. "Racheal, I'm so sorry. I never meant for things to escalate like that."
Racheal took a deep breath, trying to steady her trembling voice. "It's fine, Arya. Let's just forget about it."
Felicity stepped towards Racheal, her eyes softening with concern. "Are you sure you are okay, darling?"
Racheal forced a small smile. "Yeah, Mom, I will be fine. I just need some time alone."
Hailey and Hilary exchanged worried glances.
Arya shot Davina a pointed look. "Everything is fine now, thanks to Racheal and Felicity."
Davina sighed, her shoulders slumping with exhaustion. "I'm sorry, Racheal. I didn't mean to ruin your bridal shower."
Racheal shook her head, her smile wistful. "It's not your fault, Davina. These things happen."
Lily wrapped an arm around Racheal's shoulders, offering her silent support. "We will leave you alone for a while, sweet
