The Reluctant Rival

Talia POV

"Say something," Rhea said.

I said nothing.

"Talia."

Still nothing.

The pot was still boiling behind me. Steam rising. Rain on the window. Everything exactly as it had been thirty seconds ago before my best friend told me she was here to take my husband.

"Talia please say something," Cleo said. Quieter.

I picked up the pot. Carefully. Wrapped it. Found a guard outside the kitchen door.

"