"I heard Milo beat Ivan to a pulp. What happened?" My friend, Miriam, asked.
"Oh, nothing. I think it had something to do with business. I try not to involve myself in their business."
I had to lie. I couldn't admit to any of my friends that I had been bested by a twenty-four-year-old girl. She had Milo in the palm of her hands in a way I didn't.
That fucking bitch was ruining everything. She was the first mistress that Milo cared if I bullied or not. He had never cared for a woman that much before. She must have cast some sort of spell on him.
"I heard it was because of Emilie."
"Those are just rumors."
She didn't look like she believed me. Soon, I would get Emilie out of Milo's life and take my rightful place by his side. There wasn't anything anyone could do about that.