Lauretta’s Pov
Tears clouded my eyes the moment my husband started to take steps towards the door. My lips moved to say something to stop him, but words failed me. Was that it? Was this the end? Did I just lose to my bitchy sister? No, this can’t be true.
My heart sank when the door came to a close before my very eyes. “What are we going to do, Mom? Is this going to be the end for us?” I said to my mom, who looked devastated as well.
“I….I…. We told him about all of her flaws, and he is still picking her over us?” I said in disbelief. I was about to say something when the door flung open. My little happiness was replaced with sadness and disappointment when two hefty guards approached us. Before my mom and I could say anything, they approached my mom and me and grabbed each of us by the arm.
“Let go!” I struggled with the guard that held onto me. He turned his deaf ears and pushed me out of the office. The other guard did the same with my mother. Once again, we received judgmental
