Chapter 23. New Friend

For the past thirty minutes, I had been pacing my room because my head was a mess. My thoughts were jumbled up there, and I still couldn’t stop berating myself for letting my mouth run like that during lunch with those snide women.

Now I had made enemies of people who I should have just avoided because they weren’t worth the effort it took to argue with them. I knew I should have never gone in the first place because that wasn’t my scene, but I didn’t have the heart to refuse Dani.

I hated that smug look on Samantha’s face. I hated how sure and confident she was that she was going to end up throwing me out of this house, and I despised myself for the litter of doubts that lingered in every inch of my very being.

The insecurity I felt at the moment was very suffocating and nauseating. I never imagined that one day I would have to battle another woman for my husband, arranged or not. God, I remember the days when I used to brag to people that I would never fight for