SOPHIA’S POV
“You don’t mean that.”
“You’ve gotten your grandfather’s company and we have just a few months left until our contract expires. We might as well end it now,” I said.
“Sophia think about this,” he said, standing on his feet now. “It’s not like we have a choice. The contract made it clear there’s no divorce until after a year.”
“I don’t care,” I snapped. “We can be separated but not legally divorced. I don’t have it in me to keep competing with the people around you.”
Jace ran a hand through his hair, frustration bleeding through his calm facade. “You’re not competing with anyone.”
I let out a shaky laugh. “Really? Then what have I been doing all this time? Fighting for space in your life while you let everyone else turn you against me?”
His jaw clenched.
“You think I
