Jessica POV

I was heading out for my morning routine when I saw Janet coming out of the packhouse.

I thought of how I was going to approach her, especially since we have not been best of friends.

I never liked how Alex used to treat her like she was the most important person in the world when they were dating. Especially whenever she came for one of those of her numerous visits in the past.

She had Alex wrapped her tiny fingers like a puppet, in as much as I hate the slave girl, I'm glad that the slave girl has taken the shine away from her.

She was...