All eyes, cameras, and microphones were on Adele as she stood before a seated damsel in distress. Brianna looked so pitiful, her eyes red and puffy, her face swollen, and a large chunk of carbs on her plate.
Women of their status and stature were always conscious of their appearance. They only ate food rich in carbs when depressed or recently heartbroken.
Brianna played her cards extremely well; Adele found it almost amusing that she tried so hard to make her into the bad guy. Adele wouldn't try explaining herself; she could honestly care less what anyone thought of her.
Brianna's grandmother looked at Adele with pure disdain as she spat, "We are waiting." She was even more impatient than Brianna and possibly even more upset.
She warned her granddaughter not to invite Adele to the wedding, but Brianna didn't heed her words and even made the jezebel into her maid of honor!
