33: Ally

The shockwaves from Monique's calculated retaliation continued to reverberate as Constance agitated about her bedroom, muttering furiously to herself.

"How the hell did that bitch outsmart me? This doesn't make any sense!" She raked her fingers through her hair agitatedly. "She was clearly shocked when I told her about the fake marriage officiant last time. What the hell happened between then and now?"

Knowing Monique's confrontational character, Constance expected her to have unleashed her fury right then and there. But the woman had gone radio silent over the issue instead. Constance's heart burned with rage as she realized she'd been thoroughly played for a fool.

"That bitch planned this all along. She set me up!"

The more she replayed the humiliating events, the angrier Constance became. Her face flushed as her breathing grew labored.