Grace

Susan wished that she could just casually walk away without paying her respects unfortunately, that wasn't possible.

Reluctantly, she swallowed her anger and walked toward the living room without a smile on her face.

"Hell, Grace," she greeted. "I didn't know you were coming over."

Almost immediately, Stella turned to her sister to rephrase the statement. "She meant to say that it's a surprise to see you since I probably forgot to tell her about your visit."

"I see…" Grace drawled and uncrossed her legs. Then with a small smile plastered on her face, she stood to her feet, literally oppressing them all with her tall height. "Susan, you have grown to have a little taste in your fashion. You should give me a hug."

Knowing how the other woman was going to fill her nose with her strong expensive perfume scent, Susan stopped breathing and only opened her airways after stepping out of the other woman's arms.