The reception finally came to an end, and Emily retired to her new bedroom, exhausted but happy. She expected Julian to follow her, but he remained downstairs, engulfed in his own world.
As she entered her dressing room to change, Emily felt a sense of solitude wash over her. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft rustling of her wedding gown as she removed it.
Just as she was about to slip into a comfortable nightgown, a sudden noise made her jump. The door slammed shut, and Emily's heart raced as she realized she was no longer alone.
Mia stood before her, her eyes blazing with anger and resentment. "You think you've won, don't you, Emily?" Mia spat, her voice low and venomous. "You think you've stolen everything from me?"
Emily's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing to comprehend the situation. "Mia, what are you talking about?"
Mia took a step closer, her fists clenched. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. You've taken Julian, my family, and now you're living in my childhood home. You're a parasite, Emily, feeding off our family's legacy."
The dressing room was silent, the tension palpable. Emily's heart raced as she tried to reason with Mia, but her words fell on deaf ears.
Just as suddenly as it began, the confrontation ended. Mia stormed out of the room, leaving Emily shaken and confused. The silence that followed was oppressive, weighing heavily on Emily's mind.
With a growing sense of unease, Emily face became red dripping with tears