"You don't have the right. Get out!" Sheila stood in front of Beth. Beth smiled at her. "You don't get to tell me what to do, Sheila. You are not Mia, and I am not here because of you. I came here for my best friend."
Sheila choked, "Don't you dare call her your best friend, you bitch. You don't go behind your best friend and screw her husband. You don't take things that belong to your best friend."
Beth frowned. She looked at Mia, who sat quietly on the bed with red and puffy eyes. Had she been crying? Beth smiled and turned back to Sheila. "It was Mia who broke that code first. She took what was mine. All I did was take back what belonged to me."
Mia glanced at Sheila in confusion. Mia and Sheila wore expressions that mirrored each other's confusion. Sheila shook her head, "Are you trying to justify your bitchly attitude?"
