C41 A Scheming mother-in-law

CHAPTER 41

A SThe apartment had changed. The once cozy space was filled with the comforting scent of cinnamon and old books, now reeked of expensive perfume and the sterile chill of money. Gina with manicured fingers tapping rhythmically against the sleek black countertop, surveyed her reflection in the mirrored surface of the newly installed vanity