Chapter 56 Opinion

• Victoria pulled into the driveway, the quiet hum of her car engine the only sound accompanying her as she turned off the ignition. The morning was crisp, the soft glow of early light filtering through the trees and casting long shadows on the driveway. She sat in the car for a moment, taking a deep breath before stepping out and locking the doors behind her.
• Her mind was a whirlwind, the events of the past few weeks still lingering like a thick fog around her. The confrontation with Daniel, the mess of lies, and the tension between her and Rita—it was all too much. She had done what she needed to do for herself, but there was still that gnawing sense of guilt. No matter how hard she tried to push it away, it kept resurfacing.
• As she entered the house, she heard Rita’s voice from the kitchen, loud and sharp, cutting through the silence like a knife.