SOPHIA’S POV
I slipped out of the powder room and into the hall, letting the hum of conversation wash over me.
Emily winked at me before turning to her friends.
The guests whispered amongst themselves as I walked past, with an innocent face of course.
The hostess, Mrs Smith walked up to me. “Is this what you’ve been putting up with in your marriage, dear?”
I feigned ignorance. “What are you talking about?”
“Everyone just heard your conversation with Anita. Seems like she turned on her mic unknowingly,” she said.
I widened my eyes just a fraction, letting my lips part in perfect surprise. “Her mic was on?”
Mrs. Smith nodded gravely, lowering her voice though her words carried enough for those nearest to hear. “The entire room heard her insult you. She uttered such cruel and unnec
