CHAPTER 108

SANDRA'S POV

The weight of my guilt sat heavy upon my chest as I sat at my desk, watching Ella walk out the door. She didn't have a single inkling of what was barreling her way, and part of me hated that I had even a small part in it. I wasn't like this-I wasn't the kind to get pulled into some scheme of someone else's. At least, I never used to be. But Miss Genevieve had made sure to blur those lines. And now here I was, right in the middle of something I had no business being involved in.

Of course, when Genevieve first reached out, I thought it was a friendly gesture. We'd known each other long enough-we knew the type of woman she was: ambitious, calculating, a smile that was more of a weapon than a pleasantry. We'd crossed paths in the industry before, though we'd never been close. Honestly, I tried to avoid her whenever I could.

But Genevieve didn't come knocking unless she wanted something, and this time was no different.

I remembered the phone call like it had just happened-her