#Chapter410

“Hey.” She smiles warmly, depositing the flowers on the counter and turns to me with a look of surprise on her pretty face. Taking in my appearance and then my expression with a questioning frown that she is trying to conceal. “What’s wrong? You look awful?”

She blinks at me, all dark soft eyes, and elfin features. Natasha is a pretty girl, she always has been, but if I am being honest with myself. I only ever saw in her, someone who looked nothing like Sophie. A complete opposite in every way. Manufactured on purpose.

It feels like everything is clicking clearly into place and with every little notch...