MY WILD OBSESSION
Their eyes lock on me for a full second too long.
Ivy masks it quickly, but it’s too late.
I saw that reaction.
“Oh my God,” Sophia breathes. “You look stunning, ma’am. Truly.”
“Thank you,” I reply calmly. “Let’s go.”
As I turn, Ivy cuts in, her voice overly bright.
“Sophia, like I said earlier, I need your help getting a personal assistant. I’ve just started the social media thing, and people are already loving me.”
She’s talking to Sophia but she’s performing for me.