Chapter 37

SOPHIE WESLEY

I tossed on my bed for the umpteenth time, unable to sleep.

It's almost midnight for fuck’s sake, and here I am, still stuck on the incident from earlier.

‘You are not fighting your dad alone, but those politicians too’

I clutched my pillow to my chest tightly as Knox's voice echoed in my head again.

The way he looked at me back there… the way he spoke… it's almost as if he knew my next step. Like he already knew everything that's going to happen.

Was he reborn also?

“There's no way that's possible," I sighed, sitting up on the bed.

He was with me...