Sofia.

I was feeling pretty good about myself as I strolled down the hallway towards Deangelo's office. I had successfully planted the seed of doubt in the kids’ mind about Elena, and I was sure that they would be giving her hard time henceforth and as for Mia, she would start having doubts about Elena too no matter her loyalty. Hence, Elena would soon be out of the picture, the mere thought of having Deangelo all to myself made my heart race.

I could hear the sound of clinking glass and the smell of alcohol wafting out from under the door as I approached his office. I pushed it open...