SOPHIA'S /CHERYL'S POV

I woke up with a pounding headache , nausea, and an overpowering sense of emptiness.

I had cried myself to sleep the night before , and it wasn't a dream.

All of my past emotions were coming back.

The betrayal, the pain, the loneliness, the desperation.

The hollow void of desperation.

My head hung low, I looked out of the window, and looked at the leaves on the trees, and at the birds in the sky and sighed.

"Pull yourself together Cheryl. It's for the best that you walk away. Stop sulking already." I said, hitting myself repeatedly in the forehead.

I was meeting Pazo Domino today...