Chapter 36

SOFIA

The voices from Lana's minions all around me were starting to get louder. I couldn't care any less, but the words cut through me like a knife. I was never the one to ignore what people said. It prickled my skin and made me sweat horribly. Especially if it were a lie.

That was the main problem here. Everything the women said were blatant lies. Maybe I'd have been better off at a bar. Although the men would pick on me anyways, it was better than having to sit with cowards who could only talk. I hated words sometimes.

I was bullied in high school and even if I knew the right way to stand up for myself, I was never able to. People called me a weakling and a bore head for letting my parents' death affect everything else that I did. They compared me everyday with my sister.

It caused enmity between us, and it made me a low lifer. Burying myself in books and the few loser friends I had, I thought I was living the life. I convinced myself that it was true happiness but I was never reall