The Mistress
The woman, Candesha, looked equally shocked as she saw Lashonda enter the room. Her face flushed with embarrassment and guilt, but she quickly composed herself and stood up, defiance in her eyes.
Lashonda’s voice quivered with a mixture of anger and hurt.
“Samuel, how could you? After all these years, the sacrifices I made, and the loyalty I showed, this is how you repay me?”