Victoria said goodbye to Matteo and quickly got into the elevator, pressing the button for the 18th floor. Her heart was pounding like a drum as the elevator ascended slowly. She was about to see him!
Ding! As soon as the elevator doors opened, Victoria couldn't wait to rush out.
From afar, she saw a figure. A bit of doubt crept into her heart. As the white - clad figure at the door got closer and closer, and the familiar silhouette became clearer in her sight, her steps gradually slowed down.
That figure had appeared in her memory thousands of times, each time making her feel as if she were in excruciating pain, wishing she could draw a knife and kill her!
Sofia! It is Sofia!!
Victoria stopped in her tracks and didn't move forward. Countless scenes of their encounters flashed through
