Still Sofia's POV

I sat on the floor with my head buried on my knees as I sobbed hysterically, letting my sadness flow out with my tears.

I don't why my life took on this turn, I had thought he was going to assign me to some chore as a slave, but he had kept me close by, claiming he loves me, but those were just words, words that he has refused to put into action.

And this traitorous body of mine still yearns for his touch. He doesn't say anything for a while before exhaling once more.

"Sofi, open the door. He repeated once more.

I can hear the...