Chapter Twenty Five

Sofia's POV

I was there when it happened. I was hiding, but I heard everything. I heard everything Zella said, I heard every beating, I heard every cry of Klaire and even her asking for help.

I was biting my nails, eyes filled with tears and heart filled with guilt, but I knew it's what she deserves for seducing someone else's man. That's what she deserves for acting so innocent when she's nothing but.

And I saw how a very much worried Josef carried her out. My heart sank a bit at the sight of her battered and unmoving body.

'That is your fault, Sofia. You did that to her'.

I shook my head in denial. "Why would it be? She's the one to blame for seducing men! She will eventually be found out even if I did not say anything to Zella!" I refute my conscience and refuse to let it win. "It's not my fault." I told myself just as I saw Josef's tear-filled face, eyes hardening and filled with hate.

It's Klaire's fault.

Everytime I see Josef's worried face, it kills me. I died inside as he