"Yeah, maybe I'm not as good as she was. But if she was really that amazing, how did everyone treat her? Now it's my turn, and just because I won't let people walk all over me, suddenly I'm the problem. Natalie, don't you think this is just karma coming back your way?"
"You..." Natalie jabbed a finger at Deborah, her jaw clenched in anger, itching to slap her.
There were footsteps in the hallway.
Without warning, Deborah lifted her hand and slapped herself, the sharp crack echoing through the room.
Natalie stared at her, completely thrown off by what just happened.
"Natalie, you can call me whatever you want. Say I'm shameless, say I'm a bitch for being with Jackson, but I'm with him because we actually love each other. I don't care that he's older than me. He's your father-in-law. Can't you show a little respect, instead of always calling him an old man? Why are you hitting me, anyway? What did I even say that's so wrong?"
"What did I do wrong? Ever since I married Jackson and moved in, I've treated you and Jordan like my own kids. I've always tried to be good to you, and still, you want to hit me. I don't need you to see me as your mom, but I am your elder. Is it really so hard to just call me by my name? You keep calling me a bitch. Am I a bitch just because I went after real love?"
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