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Chapter Eighteen: Pawns and Players

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Sophia's POV

"Well, well, well. Look who's trying to play the role of the perfect wife."

The venom in Thelma's voice was sharp enough to slice through flesh. I turned slowly, my eyes scanning her from head to toe, refusing to let her words rattle me. She was exactly as I remembered—always hungry for a fight, desperate to maintain her invisible crown in this chaotic house.

"You think you can just waltz in here and take my place? I don't think so." Thelma added

I held my calm, not because she didn’t deserve a response, but because I wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction of knowing she could get under my skin.

"I'm not trying to take anyone's place. I'm just fulfilling my duties as his wife," I replied evenly.

Her face twisted, the calm mask slipping just slightly—eyes narrowing, lips twitching. I could already sense the rising storm within her.

"I'm not interested in your opinion or your approval," I added, turning to walk away.

But before I could take another step,
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