Skylar stood awkwardly at the door of the living room.

Did Willie get it wrong? Am I even invited? Skylar reflected. Gritting her teeth, she felt a surge of exasperation rise within her. Is it too much of me to expect to be treated as a guest?

Incensed, Skylar dumped her fruit basket unceremoniously onto the dining table. Raising her voice, she announced brightly, “Mrs. Ford, my apologies for coming over so late.”

Skylar’s smile was entirely stiff and insincere. She already deeply regretted allowing Willie to drive her over.

Tobias’ head suddenly snapped in Skylar’s direction, alerted only at the sound of Skylar’s voice. He turned to Claudia and explained, “Mom, Skylar’s here. I won’t be staying here tonight, then. Have a good rest.”

Claudia turned lazily to face Skylar, scanning her from head to toe.

The smile on Skylar’s face faded, and she met Claudia’s eyes stonily. Respect was mutual, and if Claudia did not even show Skylar the courtesy of inviting her to take a seat or offering her a drink, Skylar would take no pains to be polite, either.

Why don’t you stay here with her? Aren’t the two of you already in a relationship?” Claudia finally

by the change

would have stayed without hesitation. Nevertheless, she resented being commanded by Claudia’s whims. Even though Skylar loved Tobias,

to stay here when

finally spoke. His tone was solemn as he said, “Stay with me tonight. My mother’s feeling

stayed in her own accord. However, she could not endure the

not to bow her head to the Fords. She

sure? I guess you’re more conservative than I expected,

word, Skylar turned

called, a new note of urgency in his voice.

departing figure, glowering.

looks like she’s Little Miss Independent now. She’s intent on making her own

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