Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 14

Yvonne saw right through Teresa’s hesitation and couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. They were all bullies who only backed down when faced with someone stronger.

After breakfast, the Spencers had visitors.

Teresa’s three card-playing friends, Mrs. Young, Mrs. Smith, and Mrs. Ward, had arrived, bringing their daughters with them.

“Mrs. Young, Mrs. Smith, Mrs. Ward, good morning,” Queena said, standing beside Teresa and greeting the guests politely. With her innocent face, she was deceptively good at playing the part of the perfect, well-behaved daughter.

“Queena, you’re as charming and polite as ever. Mrs. Spencer, you’ve raised her so well. She truly is the most outstanding young lady in our circle.”

“You’re too kind, Mrs. Smith,” Queena demurred, blushing appropriately at the compliment.

“She’s just too modest,” Teresa said with a proud smile. She had always been immensely proud of Queena.

At gatherings like these, the original Yvonne had always stood silently behind Teresa and Queena, her head bowed in shame.

Yvonne had no intention of stealing the spotlight either. After politely greeting the ladies, she faded into the background, content to be invisible.

“Oh, my, this must be your younger daughter,” Mrs. Young remarked, her eyes landing on Yvonne. “She’s absolutely lovely. She has your eyes, Mrs. Spencer, a perfect match.”

“Yes, it’s been a while, and her whole demeanor seems to have changed. They grow up so fast, don’t they? More beautiful every day,” Mrs. Ward added.

Teresa couldn’t help but feel a flicker of pride at the praise for her biological daughter, but she quickly tempered it. “Oh, please don’t flatter her. If she were half as sensible as Queena, I’d be thanking my lucky stars.”

“You’re just being humble,” one of the ladies said.

They all assumed Teresa was just being modest, but Yvonne knew she was telling the truth. In Teresa’s eyes, Yvonne couldn’t hold a candle to Queena.

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