"Your Sonia…" The name pierced Renee Sinclair's heart. She laughed bitterly, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Felix, do you even know what kind of person she is to think she's so important?"
"She fakes being a new person for two days and you actually believe she's had a change of heart? You're so easily captivated, she'll be the death of you, Felix Preston!"
"Miss Sinclair!" Felix Preston's brow furrowed. He glared at Renee Sinclair. "I know what kind of person Sonia is better than you do. You're an outsider. You have no right to pass judgment on her!"
"It's my life and my wife. I can tell whether her intentions are genuine or not. I don't need you to meddle, Miss Sinclair."
"But I have to get involved!"
Every word Felix uttered in Sonia's defense was like a dagger twisting in Renee Sinclair's chest, pushing her reason and emotions toward a precipice of fury.
Her breathing grew ragged. She looked up, staring daggers at Felix as fine, red veins webbed across her eyes.
