“I saw it on some blogs, and I had it printed out, even had some copies shared with my friends,” Emily said enthusiastically, pride gleaming.
Logan's migraine spread up his neck and behind his eyes with alarming speed; Logan felt he might need to murder someone before the end of the trip, maybe his mother, father, or even Sophia; there was no way around it. “Why would they like her?!” He thought.
“The room looks gorgeous,” Sophia said, she ignored Logan's death stare and continued “You are so creative, ma'am”
“Oh, you're such a darling. I knew I liked you from the very first moment I set my eyes on you” She rushed over to Sophia, holding her arms and starting to dott on her. “And, you don't have to call me ma'am darling, you can call me Emily, I prefer that”
“Alright ma'am,” Sophia sa
