Anita stood her ground, her eyes locked on Rachel. "Yes, Angel is with me now. And we're happy together."
Rachel sneered. "You think you can replace me? You think you can just waltz in and take my place?"
Angel stepped forward, her voice firm. "Rachel, stop. This isn't about you. It's about me and Anita, and our love for each other."
Rachel's eyes flashed with anger. "You always did this, Angel. You always pushed me away, made me feel like I wasn't enough. And now you're doing it again, with her."
Anita felt a surge of compassion for Rachel, despite her anger. She saw the hurt and vulnerability behind Rachel's eyes, and she knew that this wasn't just about Angel, but about Rachel's own insecurities.
"Rachel, I understand that you're hurt," Anita said, her voice soft. "But Angel and I, we're not a threat to you. We're just two people who love each other."
Rachel's eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched. "You don't know anything about me, or about Angel. You don't know what we had, what we shared."
Angel stepped forward, her eyes pleading. "Rachel, please. Let's talk about this, but not like this. Not with anger and hurt."
Rachel's expression softened, her eyes filling with tears. "I just want you back, Angel. I want us back."