Chapter 11

SOPHIE WESLEY

Ivy crouched beside Anthony, struggling to help him to his feet.

My heart stunt painfully, fingers tight at my sides as memories of everything clawed back in.

‘My wish is to marry Anthony…’

‘It has always been me, Sophie. Even while I was gone, they never really cared about you’

‘Did you get my little gift, Sophie?’

My throat tightened so hard, I couldn't breath.

I'd lived through this before. Every bit of it. The emotions. Still, it hurts all over again.

My hands itched to strangle her and give her folds of the pain she made me pass through, but I didn't move.

She has...