Chapter Forty-Eight

“You are running out of time, you know?” Sofia told me. Her restless demeanor proved that my stubbornness to comply with her demands were agitating her. Her hair was flowing down her back in soft curls and the dress she wore looked like it was going to suffocate her very soon. I don’t even understand these huge medieval outfits that literally weigh more than the actual person wearing them. They looked good, only for plays like Daniella.

“If you need your spell book so badly why don’t you just go and get it yourself? Oh wait, you can’t.” I snorted. We were both standing under the cloudy sky and she looked like she wanted to pace around, if not for the weight she was walking around with.

No matter what, I was not going to bend to her will. I had a choice to either do it or not do and I was choosing not to do it. Now that she was in my personal peaceful space, I couldn’t breathe or relax anymore. She was contaminating my area with her presence.

“Why are you being so stubborn?” She snap