Arrogant Assumptions

Outside, the sound of the torrential rain continued, the heavy sheets of water obscuring any view of the scenery beyond...

The Davis Household.

The rain had finally stopped. Brianna sat in front of her vanity, staring at her slightly haggard reflection in the mirror.

She had taken good care of herself, but she couldn't stop the fine lines from creeping around the corners of her eyes.

"Women… they age so quickly. I gave everything to one man for so many years, and in the end…" Brianna let out a bitter laugh, her eyes filled with a fierce, vengeful glint.

The bruises on her face had mostly healed, but some lingering marks remained, yet she still retained an air of a distinguished woman.

"Mom, how about taking a walk outside? The rain has stopped, and it's been a while since you've had some fresh air," Hannah said as she walked in, taking Brianna's hand with a smile.