Tearing her and Nicholas apart, that was her one goal.
Ava smirked mischievously as she thought of a brilliant idea, one that'd do just that, and possibly even more.
She cackled with laughter.
This was going to be gratifying. Extremely gratifying.
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Sophia was in an ill-tempered mood the next morning; she wasn't able to get any sleep the previous night and now, she was running high on caffeine.
"Morning," Nicholas greeted, taking his seat on the breakfast table.
Sophia mumbled something under her breath before she grumbled to him, "Morning."
"And what's making you so grumpy this fine morning?" Nicholas asked, taking a croissant from the feast that'd been laid out for him and her.
Sophia answered his question, "Insomnia."
"Oh," was all Nicholas managed to say.
Sophia dozed off, finally getting a minute of sleep before Ava entered.
