And now it had been trashed beyond recognition.
I scanned the room and found Cora sitting on the couch directly facing the entrance, surrounded by a crowd of our college classmates.
"Cora, your family is insanely rich! Even a random vacation house out in the suburbs is this luxurious."
"Seriously, I just looked it up. Any one of these paintings on the wall is worth millions!"
"God, your mom is unreal. No wonder she's the richest woman in the city, worth billions!"
"Hey, since we're all classmates, once you graduate and inherit everything, think you could get us jobs at your family's company?"
Cora's lips curled into a smug grin. "Easy. Stick with me, and none of you will ever have to worry about money again."
The whole group erupted into giddy laughter, falling over themselves to flatter her.
Then Cora spotted me standing in the doorway.
Her smile vanished. She rose and strode toward me, chin tilted high.
Crack.
Without a word, she slapped me across the face so hard my head snapped to the side.
"You broke little nobody. You actually followed me here?"
The slap came out of nowhere. I stood rooted to the spot, my cheek burning.
Every pair of eyes in the room went wide.
"Cora, what's going on?"