She’d Fallen Into His Trap

Sandra’s reaction to the pile of repair bills was priceless. Her eyes went wide, but her face might as well have been carved from stone. Greg couldn’t find even a flicker of guilt or remorse. “I’m not paying for these,” she snapped, her voice cutting through the air.

She shoved the bills back into his hands with such force that it was as if she hoped to push away the problem. Then, she slammed the door shut and left Greg standing there. He watched her go with a smirk playing on his lips. Sandra had fallen right into his trap, hook, line, and sinker.