Victoria

“How are you holding up, Victoria?”. Grace asked sympathetically over the phone. I watched as her brows drew closer to each other in worry and pity.

“I'll be fine. How is Simon? Any word from him? Has he found a new job?”.

“Yes. He just got accepted into a company. He's doing fine, Victoria. You're the one we're worried about dear. Are you sure he's treating you well?”. She asked once again for the sake of clarity.

I knew she didn't believe a word that came out of my mouth. She knew more than anybody else that Alessandro Rossi could never treat anyone fairly not to talk of treating...