Sophia's POV
The dinning room was decorated to my mother’s taste, the maids worked their asses throughout the day to make everything perfect cause Diana wanted nothing but that.
And I wanted to be anywhere but here.
Diana had insisted I attend tonight's business dinner. Some important clients, she'd said.
Important people who needed to see the family together I'd tried to beg off, claiming exhaustion, a headache, anything to escape but she'd been insistent
So here I sat dressed in a navy dress that felt too tight too revealing while strangers made polite conversation about mergers and acquisitions.
I hated every moment of it.
The guests wore of suits and perfumes, their laughter practiced, their smiles plastic. They talked about things that didn't matter, numbers and deals and pr
