"I do not care what you have to say, Eward!" Edith snapped, her dark eyes shifting around the room for anything she could throw. There was nothing within an arm's length of her, except for books. They would have to do, if needed.
"Say you are sorry, Eward and promise never to see that woman again and then I will think about forgiving you." It was hard for her to remain angry, especially with Eward pulling up his pants and thoughts of what the two of them had just done going through her mind. It made her feel jealous of Abigail, but she would never admit it. "I cannot believe you Abigail," she said as she turned her attention back to her sister, trying hard not to look at Eward again, as it was much easier to be angry at somebody when you weren't thinking about ripping their clothes off.