gestures grandly to her lavish office, showcasing the luxurious decor "Welcome! Behold, the epicenter of power!"
typing furiously on her laptop I'm going to reveal their affair to the world, sis! Watch and learn as I expose these deceitful snakes for who they truly are. smirks
can't we just talk to them both separately?
rolls her eyes Talk to them separately? Trust me, sis, confrontation is the only way to get to the bottom of this snake pit.
grabs a stack of papers and starts making copies Alright, sis, time to print out some exposé letters!
wait, letters? why not just post online?
holding up the stack of printed letters Oh, posting online is so last season, sis! We're going old school with these handwritten exposés!
slams the stack of letters onto the desk Boom! We've got our very own army of snail mail warriors, sis!
I love the smell of victory.
laughs triumphantly Victory, here we come, sis! We're going to send these letters out like TNT bombs, blowing their infidelity wide open! starts stuffing the letters into envelopes
ok, how are we sending these out?
Before they can send out the letters, Amelia's husband, John Doe, unexpectedly returns home early from his business trip. He catches Ella and Amelia preparing the letters.
immediately stops what she's doing and rushes to the door Well, well, well, look who's back from his business trip! opens the door with a sly grin Welcome back, John Doe! John Doe: furrows his brow, looking suspiciously at Ella and Amelia What's going on here? Why are you two plotting something secretive? Ella Purnell: quickly tries to cover up their actions Uh, nothing, John! Just, you know, discussing some girl stuff. You know how women can be, right? laughs nervously John Doe: narrows his eyes, clearly not buying her excuse Girl stuff, huh? Interesting... walks into the living room
I hide the letters behind my back
follows John into the living room, trying to maintain her composure Yeah, girl stuff. You know, like girls talk about boys and clothes and makeup. flashes him a charming smile John Doe: raises an eyebrow, still looking suspicious Really? Because it seems like there's more to it than that. crosses his arms Ella Purnell: laughs nervously, trying to divert his attention Oh, come on, John! You're just being paranoid.
I slowly walk away and disappear into the kitchen
tries to distract John by turning on the kettle Oh, hey, why don't you pour yourself a cup of tea? It'll help you relax, trust me.
whispers to herself Damn it, John! Why did you have to come back early? forces a smile Enjoy your tea, John. Just remember, what happens in our house, stays in our house. glances at the hidden letters behind southerlym's back
I'm staying out of this, I say in a sing-song voice
gives southerlym a playful wink You better stay out of this, sis! This is our girl power mission, top secret classified. whispers John Doe: takes a sip of his tea, still looking suspicious So, what's this really all about, Ella? Don't try to brush it off. I can see right through you.
I continue to sit in the kitchen quietly waiting for them to finish
pauses for a moment, contemplating Fine, John. If you really want to know, it's about exposing the truth. takes a deep breath
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones It's about exposing Amelia's affair with her childhood friend, Mark.
John Doe's face turns pale as he processes Ella's revelation. He looks between Ella and Amelia, his expression shifting from confusion to anger.
I put my hand over my mouth to stop myself from gasping
smirks, sensing John's growing anger Oh, you don't know the half of it. Mark has been brainwashing Amelia, turning her into some kind of mindless puppet. It's disgusting!
leans back, crossing her arms And you know what the cherry on top is? They're planning to get married and start a new life together, leaving you behind like yesterday's trash!
stands up abruptly, seething with anger That's right, John! They're abandoning you, their husband, for a deceitful charade!
grabs John's shoulders, shaking him furiously Can't you see what's happening right in front of your eyes, John? They're playing you like a fool!