It was with trembling fingers that Sophia ran them through her hair for what felt like the hundredth time as she paced across the living room. It was almost a full day since Jackson's call, and nothing from Victor. The silence was killing her, chewing into every thought.
She couldn't take it anymore, she needed answers, and there was only one person left who might know where he was-It was Zayna.
The thought of going to see Zayna sent a chill down Sophia's spine. Ever since she had come into Victor's life, Zayna had been like a thorn in her side. She knew how she felt about him. Of course, nobody was under any illusions but Zayna that she really had it bad for Victor; she never would admit this, but jealousy and resentment clung to her like an aura. This wasn't going to go well, Sophia co
