Just Gets Rougher

"Agatha and her people had me trapped all this years still a friend helped me escape. It was all a lie," the imposter tells Sophia as they walk through the forest.

"No wonder they didn't let me see your body at the funeral. They didn't let anyone open the coffin, dad," Sophia recalls.

"Oh, snowflake," he turns her around and hugs her."It must have been really hard for you all this while."

"It was," a single tear drops from Sophia's eye as she stay squeezed in his arms. "Stepmom made me do all the house chores. She turned me into a slave, dad. A slave and a prisoner. She never let me out."

The imposter rubs her back, "It's okay sweetheart, I'm here now. I'm here. Dad's here."

"I was so scared, what took you so long?" Her tone rises.

"You're stronger than you think Sophia. I know that. And together we'd be undefeatable. We'd be like mom always said, 'glued together with angels warmth," the imposter keeps rubbing her back.

"Thanks dad, it's good to have you back," she lets go and looks a