In Angela's mind, she was superior to this wolfless outsider. She firmly believed that if a moment ever came when Sebastian had to choose between the two of them, he would choose her without hesitation. She had known him since childhood, had grown up in his home, had been near him for years.
This wolfless woman, on the other hand, was someone he would marry only because she had won a competition, not because he had chosen her from his heart.
Angela did not bother to hide the anger and bitter hatred on her face. She believed the useless woman could not see it, but she had completely forgotten about the reflective glass panels lining this particular hallway, which allowed Viola to catch every single expression mirrored clearly behind her.
