Elena
As I stood in the kitchen, preparing breakfast the next morning, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The events of the previous evening had given me renewed hope and determination to make things work with Victor.
I reached for my phone and quickly sent a text to Stacy, updating her on the progress. "Plan in motion. Making Victor head over heels for me," I typed with a hint of anticipation. Almost instantly, her response popped up.
"Take it easy, Elena. Don't let him find out it's all a plan," Stacy cautioned.
I smiled to myself, reassured by Stacy's concern. "Don't worry," I replied. "If Nick could leave me, then Victor won't. I know we can make this work."
As I set my phone aside, the sound of the TV caught my attention from the living room. Curiosity piqued, I made
