Evelyn’s POV

I didn’t even see Teresa move.

One second, Harrison was still spewing filth, and the next—splash, a glass of water flew straight at his chest, soaking his shirt. His words cut off as he stumbled back a step, blinking in disbelief.

“You shut your disgusting mouth,” Teresa snapped, her voice filled with fury.

I froze.

Harrison’s eyes flared. “You crazy—” His hand lashed out so fast I barely had time to react.

Smack.

His palm collided with Teresa’s face. She gasped ...