#Chapter40

EPILOGUE

Sophie Esinberg's POV

I cried myself to sleep. Again. This has become a habit of mine. I hardly go out of my room. It's been two weeks now, two weeks since the mask behind the man I loved the most was revealed.

It hurts.

It hurts so much; I can't explain it. Every day they tell me to start over. Every day they tell me to forget him. But I can't. Forgetting him is like forgetting myself.

It hurts

What hurts more is that he never tried to contact me again. After he got to know that everything has been unleashed, all his lies and connivance. He didn't...