Meredith.
For almost a whole minute, Wanda couldn't say a word.
I felt her shame and sympathised with her.
But this finally had me understanding that Draven and Dennis were the same. There was no difference between the two brothers.
They both had sharp tongues that could slice their enemies without mercy.
This serves Wanda right. The woman had no respect for herself and had to be constantly ridiculed before her brain could return.
"I think you're thinking too much," Wanda said, wrapping her arms around herself. "Draven is my best friend."
There was a little edge in her tone at the emphasis she laid. She had just denied Draven, the same man whom she had confidently proclaimed on our wedding day, belonged to her.
I laughed inwardly, watching the whole thing unfold.
This is one of the times I wish I had my phone on me, so I could record this confession as a keepsake. I guessed that Wanda would someday proclaim Draven to be her man.
And I needed this evidence to shut her up.
