POV: Sofia

I don’t move immediately. I stay seated for a while after Liv walks out of the boardroom, my fingers resting lightly on the table. My smile is still there, but it’s thinner now, sharper. The room feels different without her in it, too quiet, too empty. Annoying. I exhale slowly, then stand, smoothing down my dress as if nothing has just happened. As if I wasn’t just threatened.

As if I didn’t just lose, even for a second. Because that’s what that was. A loss. And I don’t lose. Not for long. My heels click against the polished floor as I walk out of the boardroom, my head...