Mary's POV That evening, I went to the restaurant for the dinner just to be with Danny. As I sat at the long table that was set lavishly, I forced myself to remain composed but Donna, as always, showed her disdain. Danny was sitting between us, an attempt to mediate and reduce the tension. But it didn't work as the air was already thick with silent unspoken resentment. “I don’t know why she’s still here,” Donna muttered and swirled the wine in her glass with annoyance. I clenched my fork as anger erupted within me, but I controlled myself from flaring up. I cleared my throat and before I could respond, Danny sighed. “Donna, stop!” His voice was firm, but Donna just scoffed. “I’m just asking what she's doing here as she is not part of this family.” Donna's father, Mr. Cale ignored the exchange and pretended to be focused on his conversation with Danny’s father, Mr. Williams. They both seemed indifferent to the tension while Donna’s mother got herself involved by shooting a smug
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