Not Sophia!

Maraïda's POV

I woke up to the scent of fresh summer breeze and Yves Saint Laurent. The scent was addictive and impossible to resist. I felt my body pressed and coiled to another bigger one. It was tight but very comfortable. I struggled to slip out of his hold but he just pulled me impossibly closer, held on tighter and continued snoring away. I felt slightly dizzy and couldn't remember much of what had happened; or how Jared got into my bed and cuddled in with me. But it was a very pleasant feeling seeing him and feeling him. 

All was riding on pretty well until he started caressing my side arms and mumbled Sophia's name. It pierced me like a silver stake, right through the heart. How could he be with me and still think of her, even in his sleep. Did he really love her that much? Did I really have no chance at having him all to myself? I shoved him with all force away hoping he'd fall off the bed; but he was too big and I wasn't even strong enough. He just flinche