We practically lived off Longhorn’s and Apple Bee’s when we were in college, so even if he doesn’t eat meat, Longhorn’s sells some good ass soup and salad. Now I’m going to ask you again, do you know something I don’t know? Because you’re doing a whole lot of stalling when all you need to do is park the car,” Eden stated.

A chill ran down Eve’s spine. She had been alive long enough to know that all people possessed a level of darkness, however she had never encountered this version of her sister. Eve knew better than to argue. Instead of saying a word, she pulled the big body car into the parking lot.

Eden was out of the car before Eve put the car in park. She opened her car door with so much force that it dented Jermaine’s driver’s door.

“Edy!” Eve shouted in disbelief.

The dark force that seemed to be driving her sister couldn’t hear anything. Eve noticed, she had to literally grab Eden’s shoulder to halt her steps.

“Eden wait. Look, for your peace of mind let’s just go in here and see what’s going on. When you see that it’s nothing, I want the 24-karat gold dessert after you buy my steak,”

The joke was lost on Eden, and Eve knew it. Eden was too filled with anger to process anything other than what was already on her mind. Instead of responding, she opened the door to the family friendly restaurant.

Neither of them had been inside the restaurant since their college days. But they maneuvered through the maze of hungry patrons with ease.

“If he’s in here he’ll be in the-”

Eve gasped and her heart stopped when she saw Jermaine behind the closed glass dining room doors. Disbelief made her stumble backwards. This wasn’t even her marriage and her heart was breaking.

Hearing Eve’s audible sound of disbelief made Eden turn to see what had startled her sister. The sight in front of her nearly made her collapse. Tears flooded her eyes as she watched Jermaine eating a steak, off the fork of the beautiful woman that sat beside him.

“En…Envy?”

The image seemed so foreign to Eden that she had a hard time making sense of it. She was convinced that she had lost her mind. For years, Jermaine had her making vegetarian meals because he said he couldn’t stomach the scent or taste of meat.

Seeing her husband, eating steak-medium at that, while kissing her younger sister felt like a bad dream. Her heart cracked at the realization that Jermaine had played her. She was so hurt that she couldn’t even hear the sounds of the restaurant around her. The sounds of forks scraping plates, babies crying, and friendly banter had all disappeared. The only thing she heard was the knife piercing her heart.