The Life She Stole
Holly's laughter rang out, unrestrained and mocking.
"Yasmine, who would've thought your infamous curse label would reach your dear husband's ears so fast?"
She paused, her voice dropping to a whisper. "A curse and a loser. You two are a match made in heaven."
My fists balled up tight, knuckles popping with the strain.
Anthony stumbled in, shoved by his buddies, his face a mask of reluctance.
Holly, spotting him, crossed her arms and stood tall, her statuesque figure drawing eyes even in a crowded room.