#Chapter 69: Like Mother Like Daughter

Sophia & Ella Sophia “Sophia, darling, please—” “Don’t ‘darling’ me!” Sophia hurled the intricate vase at the window, watching with satisfaction as both vase and window shattered. “You promised me Alex would be mine! You swore you could make it happen!” Richard stepped into the room, holding his hands up in surrender. “Sweetheart, we’re still working on it. These things take time—” “Time?” Sophia’s voice went shrill. “It’s been five fucking years! Five years of watching him with that pathetic little mouse while you two sit around making empty promises!” She grabbed a framed photo of herself and Alex from her high school graduation—back when he’d still smiled at her, still looked at her like she might have a chance—and threw it as hard as she could. The glass exploded against the doorframe, right next to her father’s head. “Sophia!” Margaret gasped. “You could have seriously hurt Daddy!” “Good! Maybe that would motivate him to actually do som