Broken friendship

Charlotte's heart pounded in her chest as she stood outside the grand entrance of the Stoll mansion. The familiar surroundings, once filled with warmth and laughter, now felt ominous, their shared history tarnished by a cloud of suspicion. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the difficult conversation ahead. The large oak doors creaked open, and Scarlett appeared, her face a mix of surprise and concern. "Charlotte? What are you doing here? Is everything alright?" Charlotte's voice quivered with a mix of anger and hurt. "No, everything is not alright, Scarlett. We need to talk. Now." Scarlett stepped aside, gesturing for Charlotte to enter. The grand foyer echoed with the sound of their footsteps as they made their way towards the sitting room. The air felt heavy, charged with unspoken tension, as they settled into plush armchairs facing each other. Taking a deep breath, Charlotte met Scarlett's gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of anguish and confusion. "I received an email, Sc