Chapter 47

Adonis

Sofiya finished her story, and I couldn't help but pick her up and hold her. I held her in my arms and made her feel better because I was sad and hurt for her. That's not it, Adonis. Many people have died because of me in the past, and I was told that will keep happening if I'm not careful. She said.

It doesn't matter to me what it is. Everyone had earned it. Whoever hates you should deal with it. So you shouldn't feel bad about the fact that they don't like you. Okay. Don't worry about what other people think of you now that you're in my life. Just pay attention to us, to me. Focus on us and the love we have for you," Adonis said. "But, Sofia, there are no buts.

I stopped hugging her and looked into her eyes. Do you have tears? Who saddened my love? Tell me who the jerk is, and I'll tear him to pieces.

Adonis, stop, don't talk like that. I haven't gotten over what your dog did to those wolves yet. She was grumpy. Hopefully with a smile.

Love, look at me. Can I ask you somethin