Threads Unbound, Hearts Unmade
Her anguished cries sent Joanne and Donald rushing in.
In a fit of rage, Joanne lunged at me like a madwoman.
At that moment, the villa door swung open, and Nathan rushed in.
Just as I was about to speak, Joanne shoved me, sending me sprawling to the floor.
She slapped me hard across the face, screaming filthy, vulgar insults.
"Mrs. Lowry—"
Nathan intervened, a flicker of pity in his eyes.
But before he could say another word, Evelyn broke down and threw herself into his arms.