Lisa’s tantrum
Lisa’s face twisted with fury as an anguished scream tore from her lips. “This is all her fault!” she cried, jabbing a trembling finger in Sarah’s direction. “She’s poisoned you against your own family, Mark! Don’t you see? She’s manipulating you!” Her voice rang out through the church, reverberating off the walls as the guests exchanged uneasy glances, shifting in their seats with discomfort. Overcome with rage, Lisa stomped her feet and flung her arms wildly, toppling a delicate floral arrangement in the process. Tears streamed down her face, her sobs blending with her cries in a chaotic symphony of heartbreak and fury.
Lisa’s Tantrum
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