Sophia’s povMother took a dainty drink, then set her glass back on the table with that infuriating elegance she had. Her voice was light, but I saw it—the spark in her eyes. “She just wanted to remind me, in not so many words, not to get too close to Alex. To let me know that if you kept playing around him, there’d be problems.”I laughed once, a sound without any amusement behind it at all. “So she threatened you.”“Quiet,” Mother insisted, tapping her nail against the glass. “She didn’t say anything like that. But I heard the tone she used.”I laughed and shook my head. “Aw, that’s sweet. But no. Because I’m not going to sit back and let another man take my man.”Mother tilted her head at me, studying. “You’re very sure of yourself.”“I am.” I scoffed while stabbing my meat. “We almost got married once, remember?” I bit into the meat. “It’s not like I’m some stranger pining after him. He was mine. Almost officially mine.”“Almost.”It shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did. I bit do
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