SOFIA'S POV
The juice still in my hand, my fingers tightened around the cold glass as those memories came flooding back to me.
After I saw that familiar woman next to him in the photos, everything became painfully clear: if I wanted Ethan back, I would have to fight for it.
No, I deserved him. That woman — Lauren, as I later learned — was standing where I was meant to be. And I wasn’t about to let that happen.
I promised myself, right then and there, that I would do everything in my power to get that slut out of his life.
To reclaim what was mine.
Ethan belonged to me; his wealth, his power, his attention — it was all supposed to be mine from the start.
After that day, I couldn’t sleep properly. My mind was on fire, twisting and turning around the same thought: How do I get him back
