Across the city…
Tania stepped out of the hospital gate after her checkup. She moved toward the curb, scanning the road for a taxi when a sleek black car rolled to a stop beside her. Its tinted windows revealed nothing of the inside, only her reflection staring back at her.
She paused and tried to see who it was.
The window rolled down, revealing a familiar face—Jeanne.
Tania sneered inwardly. She had been wanting to meet with her, and finally, it was happening. She didn't have to do anything. Jeanne had appeared in front of her on her own.
Jeanne's sharp gaze, burning with accusation, confirmed that she had discovered her husband's secret affair.
"Get in," Jeanne ordered, her tone crisp.
Tania masked her thrill with a look of panic. "No, I won't."
Jeanne's face twisted, eyes blazing like a storm. "Get in if you don't want to make a scene here."
