Victoria.
Walking in those heels was like attempting a mission impossible, my steps echoing with each click-clack on the cold, hard floor. I resembled a lawyer in a courtroom, fiercely determined to prove the innocence of a client, even though I had no evidence to support my case. I've watched too much Law and order.
Inside the men's restroom, I couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected serenity amidst the brewing tension. The marble brown tiles gleamed with an almost dreamy cool aesthetic. This wasn't where I had expected to find myself, especially not with Alpha Duvalier casually washing his hands at the sink.
His voice, dripping with arrogance, tried to play his usual mind games with me. "Are you lost..."
But today wasn't the day for such games, especially not with him. I cut him
