ANDREA
The following morning, I wake with a sense of purpose, excitement already thrumming through my veins. Today, I'm on a mission - to make a sizable dent in Stefano's bank account and prove a point. I've spent my father's money countless times to get his attention, but with Stefano, it's different. This isn't about seeking approval; it's about showing him that I'm not to be underestimated.
I breeze through the mall like a woman possessed, my arms quickly laden with shopping bags from every high-end store I pass. The thrill of the hunt, the rush of swiping that black card - it's intoxicating. I can almost picture the look on Stefano's face when he sees the damage I've done, and it only spurs me on.
My phone buzzes incessantly in my pocket; no doubt Stefano trying to reach me, but I i
