Intense Labor

"Susan, it's me, Mateo. We need to talk."

Startled, Susan opened the door, thinking it was her mom since she never fathomed that Mateo would come to her place but then her face instantly contorted with surprise after saying. "Yes, Mom?" she began, but then attempted to play innocent.

However, Mateo saw through her facade. He swiftly pushed past her, entering the room and closing the door behind him, cutting off any means of escape.

"Susan, enough with the act. I know it was you who sent me those photos. I know you planted doubts in Ariana's mind," Mateo confronted her, his voice laced with anger and disappointment.

Susan's eyes widened, her composure crumbling under Mateo's accusation. She desperately tried to shut the door, but Mateo's determination prevailed as he overpowered her, pushing it back open.

Trembling, Susan met Mateo's gaze, her voice filled with unease and admission. "Yes, it was me. I sent you those photos. I wanted to create doubts in Ariana's mind. I approached her