GoodReadAs she prepared to set down the document, a particular detail caught her eye, the nof the family doctor,
Tyron Harvey, was visible.
A frown creased Bella's forehead as she read the message, noting that it included the word “medicine.
Just as she was about to examine the message more closely, Elizabeth entered the room.
“Mom?” Elizabeth's expression shifted to one of surprise and astonishment.
Bella’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly averted her gaze, feeling a rush of emotions.
Elizabeth rushed forward, her voice tinged with anxiety.
“What brings you here all of a sudden?”
Bella took a moment to compose herself, clutching the document tightly.
“I needed to find spapers urgently.
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| knocked, but you didn’t answer, so | decided to cin and look for them.
Elizabeth glanced at the document without saying anything.
Struggling to ease the tension, Bella suggested, “It’s getting late.
You should probably get srest.
With that, she left the room, holding the document in her hand.
Leaning against the door in the study, Bella couldn’t shake off the message she had read on Elizabeth’s phone,
her hands trembling with disbelief.
Bella tried to reassure herself, “Elizabeth must have had questions for the doctor about the medication.
No need to jump to conclusions.
She persistently devised rationales to defend Elizabeth.
“I've nurtured Elizabeth.
Doubt has no place.
The next day, Stella, concerned about Bella, found an excuse to visit her in the afternoon.
Stella had figured Elizabeth might be out or holed up in her room, but there she was, standing right in front of
her.
Elizabeth's expression turned guarded immediately.
She scrunched up her face and asked, “What's up? Why are you here?”
Stella, keeping her cool, used the excuse she had ready.
“Bella mentioned introducingto sclients.
I need their info.
Elizabeth's mood darkened.
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She scoffed, “So, you need help getting clients? Can you even handle projects on your own? And with my mom
not feeling well and not wanting to see anyone, maybe you should figure things out solo.
As Elizabeth moved to close the door, Stella halted her with a firm gesture.
Elizabeth's tone turned chilly.
“This is my place.
You gonna make a scene?”
Stella furrowed her brows, puzzled.
“Why do you keep blockingfrom seeing Bella? What's got you so worked up?”
Elizabeth's initial fluster faded, replaced by a composed demeanor.
She asserted confidently, “Can’t you see why? | just can’t stand you.
What's the problem?”
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