SONIA’S POV
Because I’ve been mostly holed up in my room, the next couple of days goes by painfully slow.
My main aim has been to re-strategize but nothing has seem to come to mind of late. Not until I leave my room for the kitchen to grab an apple.
I’ve just bitten into it when Taylor walks in with Chiara on his tail. They’re both discussing something when the perfect idea pops up. I should have thought of this sooner.
“Taylor!” I spurt out, nearly choking on my apple.
The huge scarred face man turns to me, probably noticing my presence in here for the first time since I was standing at a corner.
“Good morning, Mrs.” He greets.
“Morning.” I respond in a singy manner, more cheered up than I was when I walked in here.
Taylor frowns at my sudden happiness and I quite frankly can’
