Back in Melbourne, Catherine’s vicious stepsister, Evelyn Jones couldn’t believe it, the news was too shocking and unbearable for her.
“It’s Catherine Mum, how can it be?” She yelled after catching a glimpse of her mother, Elissa walk into her disheveled room gloomily. She had been screeching and howling in anguish for the past few minutes after finding out.
Evelyn had never felt so full of anger and malice like this before in her whole life. Her mascara ran black through her cheeks, her hair was a mess and out of place. Her eyes were red and full of rage. And her entire outfit was disheveled like that of a mad woman.
“How can it be Ca-the-rine? Why does it have to be H-E-R? It can’t be!!!!” she screamed continuously in a trembling voice. She became increasingly hysterical, crying an
