Erick
From the moment she stepped into the hall, I regretted not having her removed at the door.
Sonya.
Clad in a blue dress that screamed for attention louder than any paparazzi flash, she slithered in on Caleb’s arm like she owned the place.
Well she didn’t.
In fact, she had no place there.
Not in my hall.
Not in my space.
The cameras flashed, catching every forced smile from her painted lips, every calculated sway of her hips, every glance she look throw in my direction. And I ignored them all.
Each one.
Even when she extended her hand for a greeting, desperation dripping from her fingers, I let it fall into silence.
I didn’t even blink in her direction.
But she didn’t take the hint.
Before the contract signing and after, she continued her pathetic parade, hovering
