The Downfall of the Bianchi's(REVAMPEDxINMATE)

*Since I took down The Inmate, I decided to revamp the entire book so this is a completely different look of Chandice and Jordan from the BEGINNING!*

I'd like to call her a saint, maybe even one that you'd look up to but she wasn't. You could never tell of one's ways but hers, hers were always clear and I never saw them truly until our lives kept going on. The more serious that we, her son and I got, her intentions and hatred got worse. I always knew there was always evil lurking around a corner or as one would say, a devil wearing Prada and maybe even knocking at one's front door.

She was forever seeking a greater thing in life for her son, she wanted the power, the greed and most importantly for me to be out of her son's life but what lead for all of this? Why was she so infatuated with getting rid of me when I'm only out to help her son better himself in life as he was doing with me as well. My love for her son was always truthful but she never saw it that way and I'd never question why and I never paid attention to the things she'd hint at when I was around or not around.
Her son loved me to death, we had our ups and downs like every normal couple but ours were more of in a shamble, in a shamble because his mother was always clouding his judgment. Things never really hit rock bottom until many different secrets started to reach the surface and that's when the devil wearing her Prada knocked at our front door.

Her son and I were looking in from the outside from everyone's point of views while continuously getting blindsided but how will our future ever turn out like a fairytale if the devils still here. Will, she ever have her downfall, or will we have ours?