Lina's POV
"But you still don't like me." Winter's eyes were red and puffy.
"No," I agreed honestly. "I don't."
"Why?"
"Because of your mother."
Wendy had orchestrated Adrian's childhood abandonment—getting him sent away to the countryside as an infant, then engineering his exile to the African territories when he was barely an adult.
If not for his grandmother's love, his sister's protection, and eventually meeting me... who would have saved him from that darkness?
"But don't worry," I added, keeping my tone neutral. "As long as your mother disagrees, you won't be fired."
"...I want to be fired though," Winter muttered. "I hate working. I just want to take pictures and not deal with people."
I didn't respond. Through the glass wall, I could see Katrina emergin
