#Chapter11

Sophie Esinberg's POV

Everything feels so in place, now that I have him with me, I never really realized how much I missed him until the day he kissed me. Sometimes all this feels like a dream, like this is not actually happening, as if I'm in living beautiful dream, all those years of torture, all those years of believing I have that lost him, all those years of crying myself to sleep, those times I spent wishing that one day he will come back and still love me.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked. His thumb tracing small circles on the back of my hand.

"You" I...