VICTORIA
Oh good, she’s gone; thank goodness, I thought she’d never leave. Trying to pull me down with her? Fat chance. Like she’d always taught me, it’s survival of the fittest. That’s what she’d always snicker and say any time she reminisced about Adrienne, so she should understand my actions and hold no grudges, though she seems pretty pissed at me.
None of this is my fault, though, so whatever. If she wasn’t so stupid, none of this would be happening. She had one damn job, and she screwed it up royally. If she’d done half of what I told her to, we wouldn’t be in this mess. If she’d gotten rid of the daughter the same way she executed the mother, we both could be sitting pretty for the rest of our lives.
