Sofia was led out of the car in handcuffs and the winds gushed into her face, swaying her brunette hair left and right and drying her tears to her cheeks. Henderson was at the foot of the altar, with his hands folded in front of him. His cold eyes met Sofia's as she staggered her way down the aisle. The chord from the playing guitar struck her rapid heart beats as she made her way towards him. She couldn't believe this was happening and there really was nothing she could do, not even as she finally reached where he stood and lifted her gaze to face Mr Henderson.There was no one to blame but her father because when it came down to it, standing here was really paying a debt that he owed. There was no way she could run, at least Freya had some time but Henderson had learnt his lesson once with her and so he groped Sofia roughly with a hand around her waist, desperate to not let her out of his very sight—to not repeat his same mistakes."We are gathered here to witness the blessed union
A FEW DAYS LATER. The metal clanged loudly as the prison doors swung wide open and Sofia was standing there, opposite her father who had just spent about five days in jail because of his gambling and rooted ties with Ferdinand. And gladly, after some back and forth with the lawyers, he was finally out.As Sofia stood there, even with how hard she had fought to free him, it was difficult to show any emotion on her face. There was just so much had happened between them for so many years and as their eyes met in that moment, she knew it would take some time to forgive him.I mean the Mr Henderson incident happened because of him in the first place and it was only still fresh. Even Ferdinand himself knew it would take some time but he was obliged to hug her immediately he stepped out.“Thank you” He whispered to Sofia after mentally torturing himself that she was probably going to leave him in here as revenge. But Sofia wasn’t like that and she hadn’t left him. He might have been the wors
SIX MONTHS LATER.The chapel was bright lit and the orchestra sang more beautifully than the summer birds chirping in the skies. It was a Tuesday for everyone else but to Sofia, it was the day of her wedding. She was dressed in a flowing white gown, adorned with flowers by the hemming of the dress.And looking up to Oscar’s face, she had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming—that this was truly happening. It was, after so long and everything, every decision they had made had led them to this very moment and heaving a deep breath, Sofia realized it was worth it.“I made a drawing some years ago, the very first day I laid my eyes on you. You were sitting across from me in the noisy, rowdy chaotic classroom but you were the only thing that caught my eyes. You were not like anyone I had ever met before…”“You were kind,” Oscar paused. “You were smart, and patient because not a lot of us can handle half the teasing and bullying that you went through. It goes without saying I rea
The sun poured in through the windows, heating the side of Sofia’s face just as she opened her eyes. The previous day’s memories hit her like a wave especially as her eyes fell on Oscar, knotting his tie in front of the mirror. Sofia had to look at the diamond ring across her finger to remind herself that none of this was a dream—that she truly married this man.“You’re awake” Oscar noted, immediately turning to walk towards the bed and while Sofia yawned, she tried to sit up. The whole bed scented as strongly as him and when he sat by the edge of the bed, there was a smile that immediately lit up her lips.“Good morning beautiful” Oscar ran his hands through her hair and she chuckled only lightly. You would think the shyness would stop after so long that they had shared together but each time Oscar happened to be even a few meters away from her, Sofia’s cheeks would burst into flames.As it did that moment, they were flustered.“Last night was amazing” Oscar said with a smirk and So
“Oh my God, dad?!” Amelia walked into Benedict’s ward and Sofia arose from the edge of the bed with an arch between her brows, she had never a smile as wide as the one that crept to his lips. “Dad?” She somehow managed to mutter beneath her breath and Amelia made her way to Benedict’s side. With everything he had mentioned about his distanced daughter, Sofia was far fetched with how she imagined Amelia to be.With a slighter darker hair and a greasy chocolate skin, those weren’t even her prominent features. Amelia was pregnant, heavily pregnant like her water was minutes from breaking but she was still flexible in giving her dad a hug. “It’s really you!” You could hear the doubt evident in his cracked voice as if Benedict was between thinking this was a dream or a hallucination. Sofia, as she stood there was the one who had million questions. For one, where exactly had Amelia been because it had been years since she was estranged, so did Benedict say.And why was he so welcoming, so
Sofia tidied her arms around Benedict’s and as she sat upon her bed, a million thoughts flashed behind her seemingly void eyes. “She’ll be okay” Benedict had said for the nth time, not that it did much. Sofia would just dart her eyes for a second and then nod.It didn’t calm her racing heart nor the thoughts in her head. She felt so strongly about Amelia before but now, all she wanted to know was that both her and the baby were okay. Sofia knew one too many things about having one even through technically, she never did. But deep down, it was something she wanted, especially with Oscar.Oh Oscar, she thought to herself.How furious he would be when he finds out about what she had done. But then again how would she have the slightest idea that coincidence could be so ruthless, drawing together Amelia and Jeremy in an impossible way.Surely now, he wouldn’t want to sign as an investor to Oscar’s company. And the guilt of knowing she might have ruined everything weighed down upon Sofia’
You know that feeling when you zone out of reality, when the pain seems so unbearable that you just want out, you’re desperately hoping that this is some nightmare because even though you’ve pinched yourself a thousand times, you’re just so afraid to believe that it actually happened.That was Sofia Winters in that very moment as she sat on the hospital waiting room chair, eyes set in a distance but on no particular object and so many thoughts flooding behind her eyes. A tear was on the brink of falling down her cheeks and her throat was the most sore she ever had it.It had been just an hour but it felt as though she already had been through the five stages of grief, from screaming in the center of the hospital halls, to pacing across each post and corner, to fidgeting and the near nervous breakdown, to the river of tears that she exhausted from her eyes to the weight of the world she felt clinching around her heart. She thought she was having a heart attack.All while it was just h
Oscar was the first to walk in through the door. Immediately he had brought the car to a halt, he didn’t even waste a second before carrying on, leaving Sofia a few steps behind. She did halt for a moment, not in the realization but now the assurance that something was wrong.She hated being on the edge just as much as she repulsed being left in the dark so this was a difficult moment for her. She just wished Oscar would tell her what was wrong, to finally open up to her. I mean it could not be that bad, she muttered to herself.But then again, her fate would be quite merciless.She took in a deep breath as she mounted the penultimate step of the front porch and she decided there wasn’t really much she could do but trust him. She told herself that she was going to wait until he was ready.“Hey!” The door immediately opened to both Theresa and Cynthia and their faces were crooked with concern. “What took you so long?” One asked. “We were expecting you guys earlier” The other chipped i