42: Jealousy

                I woke up with a start, looking around the empty room. Someone had to have come in at some point while I was sleeping. All the paper I’d spread over the bed had been neatly tucked back inside the folder and placed on the nightstand nearest to me. I’d also had a light blanket draped over me. There wasn’t anyone else there, but I could’ve sworn I heard a woman’s voice. I noticed the door to the office was ajar. Maybe it was Sophia? I opened the door and froze in place as the rage bubbled up inside me.

                Dmitri was sitting at his desk, with Candice standing beside him, her hand on his shoulder as she leaned over him in one of her tiny, skin tight dresses. “Remove your hand or I’ll break it!” I growled.