Stacey listened calmly, her jaw clenching tightly. The flame disappeared and her hands curled into fists, nails digging into her palms. Avalee was right, a part of her did want to rip out the girl`s throat. Badly, and with a passion. It wouldn`t hurt for long. She woulnd`t be alive long enough to feel much pain.
No. Stacey forced the thought into her mind. This was not the person she was. She was kind to people. It was Jonathan who was making her feel this way. He must be putting flase thoughts into her mind. Threading things to her to make it easier for him to destroy her. D@mn. She thought.
"Avalee, I am sorry. You have no idea how much I mean that. I`m not usually like this, and it`s not my fault." She clenched her teeth together for a moment, testing her words carefully. "I don`t care anymore about you and Aiden, truely. It`s over between you two, and I know that. He`s my husband, and I know that he loves me. I`m not saying that he didn`t love you, but it was different. I hope you know that. I don`t mean to sound mean to you, but I really can`t help the truth." She stared right back at Avalee, not blinking. No matter what, she couldn`t not be the dominant figure here. Her instinct demanded it.