The argument started like every other one loud, heated, and impossible to stop.

Sarah ( Isabella ex best friend ) stood in the middle of the living room, her hands shaking, eyes blazing with anger. “You said you were working late again, Nathan,” she snapped, voice rising. “But you weren’t at work, were you?”

Nathan exhaled loudly, running a hand through his hair in irritation. “Sarah, not this again. You’re being paranoid.”

“Paranoid?” she shouted, stepping closer. ...