Victoria had trusted you with her biggest secret — not the fact that she was afraid of spiders, hated white chocolate or even the name of Zoe’s father. No, it was the fact that she was a Supe, and a very dangerous one at that.

The Head Popper.

The name wasn’t that flattering but Victoria didn’t care about that. All she cared about was you, and hoped you’d keep the secret. Because yes, she was powerful but nothing could top Butcher’s craziness and the fact that he wanted the Head Popper to die.

And even if Victoria trusted you, the paranoia got the best of her again. That’s why she always made sure you were close to her and that you had everything you wanted. Food? Got it. New clothes? Got it.

You had told her multiple times that you weren’t going to betray her, but she couldn’t stop herself; always wanting you on her sides.

“What about that new French restaurant? Want to try it out? Then we could maybe search for new clothes for the Gala tonight?" she asked you with a smile but it seemed forced.