Sonia's POV
This isn't that Sam I considered as a friend some weeks ago. This can't be my friend.
"Moreover, mark my words that you'll surely regret ever choosing that good for nothing over me, I promise you this, mark my words. He won't even last on earth to begin with." He said while walking to his swivel chair.
"Can I leave now?" I asked while trying my best to stop myself from shedding tears of pain in front of him.
"Listen, from today henceforth, you're to serve my tea as usual and have a good chat with me before anything." He said with a low voice, yet, his eyes were similar to that of a devil and only by staring at it my heart pounded against my rib cage.
"Yes sir." I responded and he waved at me to leave. I didn't wait for any split second.
