Sophia's POV
Since Olivia left me in charge of the sleepover, I was in the living room trying to sort out the list of friends that I would call. They were friends from the neighborhood who hadn't realized that I was back and then, friends from way back in high school who also must not have heard that I was back. There was a lot to plan, I needed to make sure that Martha and the rest of the maidservants prepared the right foods that were on my menu, drinks, movies, and so many other things. I just wanted something that would make Olivia forget about Dario for once in her life. I was in the middle of trying to make plans when Martha walked over with some cookies and a glass of milk just how I used to like it when I was a silly little girl.
“What are those?”
“Cookies just the way you like
