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Prompt #97: Sequel (Writer's Choice)
Word count: 100
Blind rage coursed through Olivia, red dancing in her vision. The breath caught in her throat, Annie snickering into her wine glass. Her diamond glittered, catching in the light and she found herself drawn to it. "You know, Annie," she said darkly, "this is almost too good."
She watched the younger woman back away, her eyes narrowed. "What the hell are you talking about?" she shrieked, crashing into the stone mantle. "Did you fall off the wagon again?"
Olivia chuckled meanly, grabbing her hand and wrenching it up. "You're the unfortunate sequel that can never live up to the original."