Anita and Angel's happiness was short-lived, as a figure from Angel's past appeared on their doorstep. Rachel, Angel's ex, stood before them, her eyes blazing with anger and determination.
"Angel, we need to talk," Rachel demanded, her voice firm.
Angel's eyes narrowed, her body tensing. "What do you want, Rachel? We're done."
Rachel sneered. "You think you can just move on from me? From us? I don't think so."
Anita's heart raced as she sensed the tension between the two women. She knew that Rachel was trouble, and she wasn't going to let her go without a fight.
"Angel, who is this?" Anita asked, her voice firm.
Angel hesitated, her eyes apologetic. "My ex, Rachel. We broke up a few months ago."
Rachel laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "We didn't break up, Angel. You left me. And now you're with...her?"
The way Rachel spat out the word "her" made Anita's blood boil. She knew that Rachel was a threat to their happiness, and she wasn't going to let her win.