The cold liquid hit Sarah's face and dress, dripping down her cheeks and soaking into the expensive fabric. The sweet smell of the cocktail mixed with her shock as she stood there, stunned. Around them, the party's noise seemed to fade as several people turned to look at the commotion.
Hannah smirked, clearly satisfied with her action. "That's what you deserve for talking to me like that."
"Hannah!" A familiar voice called out, and Sarah's heart sank as Daniel appeared beside her sister. He wrapped his arm around Hannah's waist possessively, pulling her close to his side. His eyes were cold as they fixed on Sarah.
"What's going on here?" Daniel asked, though his tone suggested he already knew whose side he was taking.
"She started it," Hannah said quickly, leaning into Daniel's embrace. "Sarah was being rude and saying awful things about me."
