#Chapter 32: A Perfect Storm

Sophia's POV I was furious. No, that wasn’t even the right word. Fury was too simple, too tame. What I felt was something darker, more visceral. The kind of rage that settled deep in your chest and burned through your veins until all you could see was red. It wasn’t just anger anymore—it was a need to destroy, to make them all pay for daring to humiliate me. It started with Owen. I saw the smug look on his face when the words that were supposed to be perfect flashed across the screen, mocking me. But as much as I wanted to tear into him, I had to take a step back. There were bigger fish to fry. I needed to deal with the root of the problem. And that root was Lauren. Lauren. That woman. She was the reason Owen did it, I was certain of it. Where else would that boy come up with such an idea? She’d always been a thorn in my side, always trying to undermine me in subtle ways. She had that sweetness about her, the kind that made people trust her, but I saw through it, I alway