Eleanor's frustration is evident as she turns to Chris.
"When exactly can we see Zayn?"
She demands, her voice edged with impatience.
Chris is about to answer when his phone rings.
"Excuse me, I need to take this."
He says, stepping away to answer the call.
Eleanor seizes the opportunity to shoot us a withering glare.
"You won't stop Lana from seeing the father of her child."
She says softly, her voice dripping with contempt.
Lana, standing beside her, looks smug, clearly feeling validated by Eleanor's support. I feel my temper rising, but Candy gives my arm a gentle squeeze, a silent reminder to stay calm.
"Eleanor, we're not trying to stop anyone from seeing Zayn."
I say, struggling to keep my voice steady.
"We're just trying to follow the plan to keep him safe."
Eleanor's eyes narrow.
