Karen’s reaction was instant—and cold. Instead of calming her children, she turned her fury straight at Stephanie. “Are you blind?” she hissed, her eyes narrowing. “You just soaked my kids! How hard is it to serve drinks properly? Do you even know what you’re doing?”
Stephanie’s fists clenched, her cheeks burning with humiliation. She’d endured Karen’s insults, the chaos, the disregard. But now, being blamed for Karen’s own lack of control over her kids? That was the final straw. She swallowed down her rage, feeling the last bit of her patience splinter.