Valeria was the happiest woman on earth, but she had to conceal her happiness.
"Dali? Don't say things like that," she said, but Dali only frowned.
Andrea's blood was boiling now. "Pretending like she wasn't happy to hear that, you wretched woman!"
"Wretched woman? How dare you!" Valeria snapped.
"You're the wretched woman!" Dali hissed.
"Stop it, stop it! Don't speak to her like that!" James yelled at Dali, trying to sound man enough.
"Who's side are you on, dad? You let your harlot speak illy of mom--" Dali was still saying when Andrea jumped up and gripped her hair tight.
Dali screamed and shouted for help. Valeria launched herself forward and with all of her might, pulled Andrea away from her from the root of her hair.
