Clarissa laughed, her altered voice sounding sharp and alien. "Yes. Riana. The loyal secretary who was always ready to listen to all your problems. The one you called 'sister.'"
She slipped her phone back into her pocket, savoring every second of the devastation that flickered across Audia's face.
"While I was in prison, I didn't just plan a change of face. I found an ally. Someone who had served Alvin for years, witnessing every marriage and every bit of happiness, all while harboring a fire of hatred that burned far longer and deeper than mine. Hatred for always being second. Always close, yet never touched."
Clarissa stepped closer, her whisper venomous. "She's the one who told me everything, Audia. Every weakness of yours, every doubt Alvin ever had, every crack in your so-called 'perfect' marriage. Every part of my plan, every scenario… we designed it together."
