Elvie
I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my face as I sat at the dinner table with my parents. They always enjoyed hearing my schemes, and this one was too good not to share.
“I’ve already set things in motion,” I said proudly, leaning back in my chair. “The gossip about Amelia being adopted is already swirling around the university. It’s only a matter of time before it becomes the talk of the pack. And,” I added with a smirk, “I confronted her today. Cornered her in the university lobby and challenged her to a friendly match.”
My father, Beta Arnold, nodded in approval, his arms crossed over his chest. “Good. But remember, Elvie, you need to win.”
“I know, Dad,” I said confidently. “I’m not just going to win—I’m going to destroy her.”
Mom, Jasmine, tapped her nails agains
