The Mistress.

iel!" Victoria's voice trembled as she stared

looding the room like a thick fog.

g in her chest. "I just found out you've been seeing s

is hair. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean

bitter. "A mistake is spilling coffee on my dre

the laughter of her son, Ethan, playing in the next room felt like a distant echo. "I have

ning, but she shook her head, her resolve hardening. "No, Dan

n. As she stepped away from Daniel, a plan began to take shape in her mind, one that

, but she only smirked, a sense of liberation washi

could be a catalyst for change, and she was