Love. Love. Love.

Love was the reason Cordella hated me, and the blame was pinned on her while the real culprit walked free. Love was the reason Sophia hid her true colors all the while plotting behind all our backs. It was the reason I lost my babies and Richard. The reason why Cordella and Sophia were now fighting to the death.

Love was the problem why she wanted to kill me, and if Sophia won this fight, then she was going to succeed in doing that.

And at the center of all this was Alexander and Leonardo. This whole drama was centered on them. They did nothing. They were...