Sophia's POV“My love,” He said performatively. Clearly putting on a show for his audience of one, Petra. I put on a fake smile, knowing I had to also play along to whatever this was.“Hi, baby…” I said softly, and a flicker of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He could probably tell how rusty I was in the writing department. I hadn't had a boyfriend in so long. Taking care of my father was a lot of work; ergo, I had no social life.Niki stretched out his hand for me to take, and after a second of hesitation, I did.He gently led me away from my hiding spot and into the office, where Petra looked unimpressed.Her left leg stuck out in front like a pose, revealing her thigh-high slit. Seriously, was there some kind of cocktail party this morning? She had her arms crossed across her chest, like she was ready for war.And to be honest, so was I. She stared at me, top to bottom. Like she was scanning me for some kind of virus.“Hello,” I said sweetly. I had to play the perfect wife, and t
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