
Maggie’s face turned from bright red to a ghostly, hollow white[cite: 1]. She looked around at the crowd of wealthy socialites she had called her friends for years, but every single one of them turned their backs on her, whispering in disgust[cite: 1].
Maggie: Maya! Tell them to stop! We're sisters, Maya! You can't let them do this to me!
Maya: Sisters don't try to drown each other for money, Maggie.
Maggie: I gave you a place to live after Dad died! I gave you a job as a junior clerk!
Maya: You forced me to clean up after your parties while you stole my inheritance! You told me every single day that I was worthless!
Maggie: It was my money! Dad loved me more! He built that hotel chain for me, not for some quiet little nobody!
Julian: Your father built that hotel chain with Maya's mother. Everything you enjoyed in your life was paid for by the woman you treated like garbage.
Officer Hayes grabbed Maggie's wrists, pinning them firmly behind her dark red silk dress as the handcuffs clicked tightly into place[cite: 1].
Maggie: Get your filthy hands off me! Do you know who my lawyer is?! I will have your badge for this!
Officer Hayes: Your lawyer is currently being questioned in room three at the precinct, ma'am. He signed a full confession ten minutes ago.
Maggie: What?! That spineless coward!
Julian: Escort her out through the main lobby, Officer. Make sure the reporters outside get a clear view of her face.
Maggie: No! Not the front entrance! Maya, please! Tell them to use the side doors! Don't let the cameras see me like this!
Maya stood up slowly, clutching the warm towel around her black dress[cite: 1]. She walked right up to Maggie, looking her straight in the eye without a single drop of fear left in her body[cite: 1].
Maya: Remember what you told me right before you pushed me into the pool[cite: 1]?
Maggie swallowed hard, her trembling lips refusing to speak[cite: 1].
Maya: You said, 'Stop dreaming. No one will save you.'[cite: 1] Well, Maggie... no one is coming to save you, either[cite: 1].
The officers turned Maggie around and marched her down the long, bright corridor toward the main entrance of the estate[cite: 1]. Her high heels clicked wildly against the wet tile as she kicked and screamed, her dark red dress completely ruined as flashbulbs began popping through the glass front doors[cite: 1].