Sometime during the night, the sky had changed outside the window. Accompanied by a rumbling sound, a flash of lightning lit up the darkness, reflecting light into the room.
Stella Edwards leaned against the table, her fingers tightly gripping the edge, constantly applying force.
Her eyes were fixed on a spot, her chest heaving, as if she could only breathe with heavy gasps.
Alice Eugene saw her like this, a momentary viciousness in her eyes as if she had made a decision after some hesitation and struggle, "As long as Daisy Zane is alive, Henry Kirsten's heart will never have room for anyone else."
Stella Edwards looked up at her.
"Do you want to be someone's substitute forever?" Alice continued, "Women should always fight for the things they like, especially for an outstanding man."
Stella Edwards just looked at her.
"If I were you. I would replace that person." Alice looked into her eyes, "Turn from a substitute into the only one."
