Emily stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her diamond earrings and smoothing out the delicate folds of her well ironed, tailored dress. She looked at herself in the mirror and a satisfied smile was plastered on lips, her reflection was composed, but beneath the perfection and elegance lays and heart burning with determination and rage.
Emily had spent the morning trying to calm herself, but last night's dinner, with Jonathan barging in uninvited, Logan's heated conversation with Sophia this morning and finally her conversation with Sophia some hours ago, they were all the ingredients needed to leave her unsettled.
Emily knew there was something about the way Jonathan had called her son ”his boy” there will be some crazy leverage he has for him tomhabe the audacity to call Logan “hi
