Heather's Point of View
“What do you mean you didn't mean to?! You purposely bump with your hand so it spills on me!" She screams.
I act all innocent even though I really want to laugh at her reaction. Margot is now as red as a tomato because of anger. She is wearing a white dress and I know how she values her clothes that's why she is reacting this way.
“Don't be overdramatic, Margot," I mutter. “It was an accident."
She looks at my husband as if she is looking for an ally so I look at him too. He is looking at both of us and sighs.
“She's right, it was just an accident." He said.
“See. You should relax." I said in triumph.
Margot looks like she is going to explode and I would like to see that. She looks at us with rage.
“You are doing this because I fvcked your husband righ
