"Yeah, you're right. How could I forget? Now he's your brother's friend, right? We should get to know each other. He's available? No girlfriend?" No matter how hot the guy was, Patricia would never be a home wrecker. She wasn't interested in being "the other woman" -- her cardinal rule in relationships.
"Don't worry! He's single. You have a really good chance here." Leena let out a sigh of relief. As long as Patricia didn't ask the guy's name, she had nothing to worry about. Leena had to figure out if she really wanted her friend dating this guy.
While Leena and Patricia were talking happily, on the other side, Claire and Louisa were arguing, their voices echoing around them. This was the first time that they got into it so bad. No one wanted to give in.
"Louisa, how could you do that? It's my sister-in-law's villa, for Christ's sake! Breaking things? Really?" Claire glared angrily at Louisa. She couldn't believe that her best friend did that. She looked at the broken swing and the scattered roses with sad eyes. What would she tell Leena? That she let her best friend do this?
"Huh. I couldn't stand looking at them. So what?" Louisa spewed these words in a cold tone. She didn't seem to have an ounce of regret. Her eyes were deadly cold, showing her hatred and jealousy.
"What? You couldn't stand them? Really? They weren't even in your way! Why did you have to break them?" Claire was so furious that her eyes were starting getting red. She really couldn't understand what was up with her friend. Louisa had been so consumed by her jealousy and hatred towards Leena that she had to be hateful and break things. Claire was ashamed for her friend's behavior and didn't know how to face Leena now.
"Roses represent love!" Louisa shouted. "Love, that's something I've never gotten. I never had a swing growing up. I just don't like them! So yeah, they got in my way!"
Louisa screamed these hateful words. Her eyes were glittering with jealousy. In her mind, the roses and the swing were constant reminders of what she didn't have, of how happy Leena was. Love was something Louisa wanted so badly, but she could never find it. She wanted to be spoiled and pampered by a lover too, bought nice things, and have a romantic guy. So she had to destroy the roses and the swing. They were a constant reminder of how lonely she actually was. She didn't think what she did was wrong.
Do you even hear yourself? Unreal! Just because you're freaking jealous?" Claire looked down again, staring at the roses on the ground in disbelief. She was extremely angry with Louisa.
"Ha! What? Jealous? Why would I be jealous of her? Don't be ridiculous! I'm better than her in every possible way! She's just a bitch who's good at seducing men! Cause that's what bitches do!" Louisa was so jealous, and she wanted so badly to get the things she wanted but couldn't have. That was why she couldn't stand someone that she didn't like being so happy with the man she loved. That was why she let her anger and hatred take over and so she broke something.
"So if you aren't jealous, why break her stuff? Besides, it's not your home! If you really can't stand something here, just leave! Problem solved! Don't just break stuff! That's cray-cray!" Claire was finally fed up with Louisa. So she stopped pulling her punches. She hated the arrogant look on Louisa's face, as if she did nothing wrong. What was wrong with this woman? She barely recognized her friend anymore.
"Claire, why are you so angry? What are you doing? You're supposed to be on my side! I just broke some stupid keepsakes! Why are you making such a big deal out of this? You act like I killed someone." Louisa clearly didn't think what she did was that bad. 'Just some decorations, no big thing,' she thought to herself.
Louisa, just think for a second! I'm just stating the truth. I'm not on anyone's side! This is Leena's villa. We're just borrowing it -- we don't get to change anything!" Claire was helpless. She didn't know how to make Louisa understand the difference between right and wrong. Instead, Louisa was blaming her for not taking her side. How ridiculous!
"Fine. We're done here. If you feel that bad about it, fix it yourself!" After these words, Louisa glanced at Claire with a look of disdain. Then she spun on her heel and walked out.
Claire bit down hard on her lower lip. Her body was shaking with rage. What the hell? How could Louisa be like this? What happened to her friend? How could she feel okay about this? She did something wrong and had no regrets. Did she really think that she could do what she wanted in a borrowed place? But what could Claire do? She cared too much for her friend to cut Louisa out of her life. So she had to bite her tongue and figure out how to deal with the roses and the swing.
Night fell in the blink of an eye. As soon as Kevin got home, he heard cheerful giggles coming from the dining room. That made him stop in his tracks. Who did Leena have over?
Kevin, you're back." Leena heard the sound of front door opening, so she walked out to see who it was. As soon as she saw Kevin was back, the sweet smile on her face grew to a happy grin. She loved it when he got home.
Yeah. We have a guest?" Kevin asked. He kicked his shoes off and glanced behind Leena curiously.
"Yeah! Haven't you always wanted to meet my best friend? So she came over today to meet you. Isn't that great?" Leena decided to tease him, because he was upset she hid him from her friend. So she just seized the chance and teased him.
"Who said I wanted to meet her?" he teased back. "No offense," he added quickly. Kevin glanced at Leena. He was just upset that she didn't mention to her friend she was married. That was all. He didn't say that he wanted to meet her best friend.
"I'm not sure how to take that." Patricia walked out of the dining room. And she finally understood why Leena would have gotten married so quickly as soon as she saw Kevin. And why not? Kevin was really a handsome man, and he seemed like a great guy too. Patricia would have snatched him up right away if she were Leena.
"Um. Sorry. I didn't mean it like that. Don't take it the wrong way," he said quickly. Kevin was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Patricia might overhear what he said. He extended his hand, trying to recover. "Nice to meet you."