Sofia was halfway to the back entrance when she heard heels clacking fast behind her.
“What’s wrong with Jasmine? Why is she leaving so early? Is she okay?”
Belinda’s voice. Of course.
Sofia didn’t stop walking, but she turned just enough to meet Belinda’s raised brows and fake concern. Belinda looked gorgeous as always, caramel skin glowing even under the fluorescent light, curls bouncing, lips glossy. Every inch of her said main character, and every inch of her hated sharing the spotlight with Jasmine.
“She’s going home,” Sofia said simply.
Belinda’s mouth fell open in exaggerated surprise. “Home? That early? Is there an emergency?”
Sofia almost smiled. She could bet her entire paycheck hell, that Belinda already knew Jasmine was fired. Belinda always knew things she shouldn’t. She
