Chapter 15

Devon’s Pov

But the person at the door wasn’t Lauren. It was Sofia, standing there with that ever-present calm on her face that made me want to either hug her or push her away. She has been my maid for years and somehow I don't see her as a maid but a friend because we talk like friends most of the time not always though.

“Devon,” she murmured like someone who was with a burden in her heart, her voice soft as always.

“What is going on? This is not you Devon, everything is just like a movie that doesn't have an ending.” She explained with a sad look that plastered on her face

I leaned against the door, crossing my arms. “Why do you care?”I snapped rolling my eyes at her and she sighed, stepping closer, her eyes were on mine.

“Because this is getting worse, Devon. You and Karen… and now Lauren. It’s all becoming out of control.”She uttered, playing with her fingers trying as much as she could not to get on my nerves because she knows I get annoyed easily.

“I don’t need your lecture, S