“Your husband! You know what he did? He knew my colleagues were coming for lunch and mixed salt in the carrot milk pudding,” Selena yelled, even at the cost of making the pain in her nose spike. “They spat the dessert out of their mouths. I lost my face in front of my friends! All thanks to that statue standing before you!”

Rebecca’s eyes enlarged upon hearing her mother’s words. She turned her head toward her husband who looked almost just as shocked as her. “Why did you—”

“I didn’t do it,” Be