C41 The dining room

**Valerie**

With a satisfied smile, Adam picked up his glass and gulped down half his juice at a go.

Ten minutes earlier,

I stood in front of the toilet mirror with clenched fists and gritted teeth as I stared at my reflection.

“I hate Adam so much,” I muttered to myself.

As I stepped out of the restroom, I took a deep breath. I need to act fast; he is starting to get out of hand