"How I wish I was there," Anna fumed, anger surging back into her voice. "I would've smashed his face in. He wouldn't even recognize himself afterward."
"He won't," Betty said with a small, relieved smile. "Shawn already did your part. And the cops will handle the rest."
Anna clenched her jaw, still visibly upset, but she didn't argue. Betty knew that after Shawn, if there was one person who genuinely cared about her, it was Anna. So she let her vent, didn't interrupt while she cursed Theo under her breath.
When Anna finally stopped, she noticed Betty watching her—smiling softly, almost fondly.
The anger drained out of her in an instant.
"I still can't imagine what you must've gone through," Anna said quietly. "All of that… in such a short span of time." She shook her head. "I'm just glad Shawn got there when he did."
