Chapter 69

Sophia & Ella

Sophia

“Sophia, darling, please-‘

“Don’t ‘darling‘ me!” Sophia hurled the intricate vase at the window, watching with satisfaction as both vase and window shattered. “You promised me Alex would be mine! You swore you could make it happen!”

Richard stepped into the room, holding his hands up in surrender. “Sweetheart, we’re still working on it. These things take time-”

“Time?” Sophia’s voice went shrill. “It’s been five fucking years! Five years of watching him with that pathetic little mouse while you two sit around making empty promises!”

She grabbed a framed photo of herself and Alex from her high school graduation–back when he’d still smiled at her, still looked at her like she might have a chance–and threw it as hard as she could. The glass exploded against the doorframe, right next to her father’s head.

“Sophia!” Margaret gasped. “You could have seriously hurt Daddy!”

“Good! Maybe that would motivate him to actually do something useful for once!”

Sophia had always gotten everything she wanted. Always.

When she’d wanted the lead role in the school play, her parents had donated enough money to the drama department to ensure she got it.

When she’d wanted to get into the most exclusive university, Richard had made a few phone calls and suddenly her mediocre grades were no longer an issue.

Every holiday, every birthday, every fucking other week, she got piles and piles of gifts. Cars, phones, laptops, clothes, anything she set her sights on, it was hers.

But Alex… Alex was the one thing they couldn’t seem to give her.

“The leak about the mating mark was supposed to destroy their marriage,” Sophia said, her hands clenched into fists. “It was supposed to be the final nail in the coffin!”

“It would have worked if they hadn’t come up with that fake mark nonsense,” Richard said defensively. “Who could have predicted they’d be clever enough to-”

“Shut up!” Sophia screamed. “Just shut up with your excuses! Do you know what happened today? Do you

know what your brilliant plan accomplished?”

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Her parents exchanged worried glances.

me like I was some kind of joke.” The memory made Sophia’s cheeks flame with

figure something else out,” Margaret said desperately.

suddenly calm, which somehow made it more frightening than her screaming. “I’m tired of your pathetic schemes. I’m done waiting around

walk–in closet,

are you

Since you two

“Sophia, wait-”

she was already storming down the hallway. Her parents‘ voices

front door.

the driveway. She had no destination in mind, just the

been in love with him since they were teenagers, and she wasn’t about to

winding roads through the forest were empty at this time

parents‘ approach had been too subtle, too political. What

was something more direct.

Something more… permanent.

the side

and torn, his hair was

that said he would likely do anything for

Perfect.

rolled down her window. The rogue

could use some help,” Sophia

the car cautiously and scratched his neck with his dirty nails. “What

and pulled out a thick wad of cash. She held it up so the rogue

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eyes went

job?” she asked, waving the cash

Ella

She’d tried to protest when I’d told her we were going shopping, insisting that she didn’t need anything new and I needed

had to get out of that

she said as we walked through the

I want.” I linked my arm through hers, steering her toward a nearby clothing boutique. “Besides, when was the

“Ella, dear, you don’t

her. “Lilith, you’ve been more of a mother to me in the past five years than anyone has been in my entire life. You held me while I cried over

started

continued, pulling her toward the shop, “I’m going to spoil you today, and you’re

that brought out her eyes, a pair of soft leather gloves for the coming winter, and a delicate silver

in the small park across from the shopping district and sat down to rest. The afternoon sun was warm on my face, and for the first time in weeks, I

I said softly, “can I

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