Sofia’s POV I could remember the cake tasting like sand on my tongue on that day and how I had washed it down with the fruity champagne on the table. That was the first day I had taken champagne as well, because I’ve never been allowed to drink it back at home because apparently I was still too young for an alcoholic drink.The champagne hasn’t tasted alcoholic one bit– not that I had a clear idea of what alcohol tastes like, but I had a hunch that it was going to be tasting really horrible, with how sharp and strong it smells. I was almost sure that even if alcohol had been in the drink, that it wouldn’t be more than one level of it. I had been too worked up to put in something in my stomach other than water because of a lot of things, the first reason on the list was the fact that Luca was by my side throughout the whole wedding event and that alone had kept me really nervous, and I had jolted and tried my very best not to brush my bare arm against the fabric of his suit jack

Sofia’s POV I ducked my head a little, breaking eye contact with her in that one move. It was weird.It felt really weird, hearing these same words that nobody has ever said to me until this very moment – these same words which I had been praying and hoping for throughout the years, ever since I became sensible as a child.I wasn’t going to be taking her up on her offer though, because what was it that I was going to be speaking to her about?About how I hated being married and how I wished I would be able to further my education… how I wish I can leave this cursed country who has chosen to still remain in the back when it comes to equality between both genders.About how I wish I was still at home and not here? About how I missed my brother so much, it’s starting to weigh me down day in, day out.I lifted my head up and locked eyes with Matilda’s once again and she smiled at me for a few seconds, a gesture which only managed to calm down a little of the huge storm brewing in m

Sofia’s POV I puffed out a harsh breath, trying not to get too loud as the breath sloshed out of my lungs due to the amount of level my nervousness currently was.What if he changes his mind and decides that I shouldn’t paint anymore?What if he gets angry at me and just does something to me right now?What if he…“A room…” He started to say in a low voice and I shivered a little, wishing I could take back those words about me needing a room to myself.Why did I ever expect that Luca would be nice enough to give me a whole room all to myself, after agreeing to give me permission to proceed with my idea of getting painting equipment and starting to paint.If that wasn’t asking for too much, I don’t know what that is.“You can have one of the rooms downstairs. Ethan and Ryan would set the room up for you tomorrow.” I whipped my head up and stared at him wide eyed, not believing what my ears had just heard.He agreed?He gave me one room to myself?“Oh, thank you, thank you!” I g

Sofia’s POV “Can you please help me get Ethan or Ryan?” I said to her after a few seconds, slightly moving my weight from foot to foot on the low inch heels.“Alright ma’am. Do you need something, or?” She asked after a few seconds, her eyes glancing down at my body for a fleeting second. I nodded my head immediately, smoothing my hand over the side of my hair and moving my weight from foot to foot.“I’ll be back in a few minutes then.” She replied before spinning around and exiting the sitting room, through the doorway which she had bent standing at, moments ago.I moved deeper into the sitting room and walked towards one of the large windows in the room to stand before it. I lifted my hands up and lightly pressed it into the soft material of the curtains, allowing the silk of the material to slide through my fingers as I pulled one part of tne curtains open to stare out the closed window.The window was high and the lower part of it was at the length of my shoulders, when I was cu

Sofia’s POV The car started to suddenly slow down and I blinked my eyes open a little and stared sideways, throw the car’s window, and then I noticed that we were almost approaching the mall and thst the car was about to pull into one of the empty spots in the parking lot. I sat up in my seat and smoothed my bed down with my fingers before reaching for my bag and picking it up to sling it over my arm while my phone was carefully clutched in my right hand. The car finally pulled into the parking spot and the engine finally stopped running after a few seconds.I watched as Ethan and Ryan stepped out of the car almost at the same time, and Ryan quickly walked to the back of the car to pull the door open for me.“Thank you.” I said in a quiet voice as I stepped out of the car and shifted to the side for the door of the car to be pushed close. I pulled on the length of my gown on noticing that it had ridden upwards, flushing in embarrassment a little, on realizing that Ryan’s eyes had dr