Madeline's face went from mild curiosity to absolute horror in a split second. Her eyes widened, her mouth falling open as the reality of what was playing hit her.
The tablet nearly slipped from her fingers, and she fumbled desperately, her thumb slamming against the screen over and over until the video finally stopped. The sudden silence was deafening, the air thick with embarrassment and fury.
"Bitch…!" Madeline hissed, her voice trembling with a mix of shock, humiliation, and barely contained rage. Her face was flushed a deep crimson, her chest heaving as if she'd just run a marathon. She clutched the tablet to her chest like it was a live grenade, her knuckles white.
Eleanor didn't even try to hide her amusement. She leaned back in her chair, her laughter ringing out as she clutched her stomach, tears of mirth glistening in her eyes. "Oops…" she said, her voice dripping with mock innocence.
