POV: Olivia
They stood near the bar with a glass of drink in their hands, whispering to each other, laughing and pointing at my paintings. Mom spotted her friend by the bar and left Sofia alone to chat with her friend. I blinked my eyes rapidly as I stared at them in bewilderment. I didn’t expect them to be here because I never invited them. Then how the hell did they get in?
Sarah hasn’t made any move to see me since she stole my man and ran away. I smiled in their direction, pretending everything is okay between us. The world must not hear that my own sister stole my fiancé, nobody must know that I’m Olivia and she is Sofia. I signalled the guards to wait by the corner while I face my sister alone.
“Look who we have here,” Sophia said with a sheepish smile, sauntering toward me with
