A Bitter Surrender

Stella reacted as if she had just been violently scalded by boiling water. She leaped back from the glass coffee table, her face twisting into a mask of hysterical disbelief. "Apologize?" she shrieked, loudly demanding answers from the men in the room. "I am her mother-in-law! A respected, high-society woman of this family! Why on earth should a respected, high-society mother-in-law ever be forced