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SOPHIA POV.

The next morning, I watched her dead body being hanged far from where her head was. Xylah came to me, standing really close as yesterday, Roman released her.

"A nice piece of art," she says to the body while smiling at it. "Just to let you know, I have replaced her and this one is not clumsy or stupid or careless in their act," she mocked.

"It's not nice to mock the dead," I warned. "Or you might end up like them,"I snarled.

"If anyone was to end up like them, it would be you," she said. "Because what I'm planning is enormous," she whispered.

"I'm planning something you would never have imagined," she said. "And what is that?" Roman asked, coming to me as he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"It's a thank you gifts, father told me that of Sophia didn't torture her, she would have framed me and I would have been dead," Xylah lied, so quickly it shocked me.

"I know she has been doing a lot for me and I have realized how ungrateful I am, I didn't even get her a gift on her