Anger burned in her, streaming through her veins, pumping as one with her heart. She could feel the rage as it swirled in her, she could taste its astringency.
"YoI keep talking about all you've done for me but in reality, all of that has only been emotional blackmail, emotional abuse, and…"
A slap cut her off. It was so unexpected, it stung and sent tears to the back of her throat.
"How dare you talk to my mother like that?" Laura roared.
Annalise looked at her through eyes obscured with tears and for the first time, it felt as though she was seeing her without the lenses that she'd had all these while viewing her through. For the first time, she could see her sister and she was seeing Laura Armillo in all of her ugliness and vileness.
The attendant was behind her holding the dress she'd picked with a shocked look on her face.
Annalise looked from Laura to her mother and then back to Laura again. She chuckled lightly.
