Three Years Too Late
"Jovana, you vicious woman! I can't believe you abused our daughter with someone else just to gain my sympathy!"
Stella tugged at Andrew's sleeve, trying to explain that I was already dead. But he refused to believe her.
His expression turned icy as he said, "Stella, what's wrong with you? It's been three years, yet you still haven't kicked that compulsive lying habit.
"Tell me, what on earth is your mom playing at? Where is she hiding?"
Andrew looked so confident, as if he were certain I was hiding in some corner.
"Jovana, come out already!" he called out. "Quit your act. I've had enough.