C48 You're such a douche

As I emerged from the room, Anne had been eavesdropping outside the door. Her voice dripped with insincere praise as she addressed me.

"Elena, you did an excellent job," Anne said, her words like sweet poison. "I know how much you adore your father."

I met Anne's faux compliment with a wry grin, fully aware of her hidden motives. Her words were like honeyed traps