Sofia’s POV “Sofia?” Matilda whispered out in a soft voice after a few minutes of the sitting room rendered in complete silence after I had started crying. I had already stopped crying after a few minutes but still remained in her arms because it had felt really nice for once in my life.I pulled out from her arms and her hands fell off my shoulders immediately as I sat up on the couch and stared at her. I had no doubts that my eyes were puffy at the moment due to me crying.“Yeah?” I whispered back, allowing my eyes to slide close as I caressed my fingers over my closed eyelids while bracing myself for Matilda prying nature to demand the reason as to why I had unexpectedly started crying all of a sudden.“Do you feel a little bit better now?” She asked and I blinked my eyes open to stare at her, a confused look crossing my face for a few seconds as I watched her closely, wondering why she wasn’t asking the usual questions she’d have started asking immediately.I nodded my head once
Sofia’s POV I picked up the blueberry syrup and drizzled a huge amount over the whole waffles, being mesmerized by the way the syrup slid over each waffle, giving each waffle that was on the top of the whole waffles, different kinds of designs each.I suddenly stopped drizzling out the syrup and glanced up at Matilda, feeling a little embarrassed at being watched having fun from doing something as childish as this, and also because I was starting to feel like I had squeezed out way too much syrup than she’d approve of.Matilda had a soft smile playing across her lips, the soft look that had been in her eyes after she had taken me in her arms when I had started crying unexpectedly— was back in her eyes this time as she stared at me.“Don’t mind me, take all the syrup you want. There’s still a tons of cartons of syrup which we’re yet to open, remember?” She said in encouragement and a smile bloomed out on my cheeks.“Really?” I asked her and she nodded her head immediately, gesturing
I picked up the glass of water and took a small sip, wincing a little when my throat hurt in retaliation almost immediately, right before I set the bottle back on the counter and reached for the packed drugs sitting a few feet away from my glass of water. I dug into the bag and ruminated through it until I touched the stuff which was almost resembling candies, which the doctor had said was for sore throats. I tore open two pieces and threw the orange colored candies into my mouth and was pleased that it didn’t have a horrible taste like I had first started to unconsciously anticipated. It tasted minty and has a lime taste underneath it. All in all, it was kinda sour and minty at the same time and I loved the way the taste melted into my tongue immediately, soaking up my taste buds and sliding down my throat after a few seconds.The pain in my throat didn’t reduce immediately, and it wasn’t like I expected it to reduce immediately– because I knew it wasn’t magic and would need some ti
Sofia’s POV The teacher had then taken me out of the class and escorted me to the girls washroom. And there, she had then asked me if I knew what a period was. I shook my head immediately while staring at her nervously with my heart pounding hard against my chest. No one had even spoken to me about it at that time, and we haven’t been taught that in school yet. I didn’t know what to make of that then and I had automatically thought it was a disease, right until the teacher who was a young woman who was in her early twenties had taken her time to explain all what it was about to me, before she then decided to inform me that I had managed to get my clothes stained with it since I had suddenly gotten it in the middle of school.To say that I had been embarrassed would be an understatement. The teacher called for assistance from the bay room and a young woman there had handed a tampon to me, a new underwear which still had it tag on it before showing me how I was supposed to make use of
Sofia’s POV I rolled unto my tummy and yawned a little into the sheets before unconsciously scratching and rubbing my face absent mindedly into the soft material of the bedsheets, my limb feeling heavy as I finally forced myself to turn around until I was lying on my back once again, right before I blinked my eyes open and stared straight into the empty spot on Luca’s side of the bed.I pulled out my left hand from beneath the bedsheets and rubbed my fingers against my eyes for a few seconds before covering my mouth with my hand and yawning directly into it. Turning around until I was laying on my back and staring into the ceiling, I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, as I allowed my mind to start to slowly wander around.I moved my right hand which was beneath the sheets around a few times until it was patting against the lower part of my stomach lightly, the fact that I had slept like a baby without waking up for once throughout the middle of the night, and don’t remember
Sofia’s POV I could remember the cake tasting like sand on my tongue on that day and how I had washed it down with the fruity champagne on the table. That was the first day I had taken champagne as well, because I’ve never been allowed to drink it back at home because apparently I was still too young for an alcoholic drink.The champagne hasn’t tasted alcoholic one bit– not that I had a clear idea of what alcohol tastes like, but I had a hunch that it was going to be tasting really horrible, with how sharp and strong it smells. I was almost sure that even if alcohol had been in the drink, that it wouldn’t be more than one level of it. I had been too worked up to put in something in my stomach other than water because of a lot of things, the first reason on the list was the fact that Luca was by my side throughout the whole wedding event and that alone had kept me really nervous, and I had jolted and tried my very best not to brush my bare arm against the fabric of his suit jack
Sofia’s POV I leaned more forward on my seat and started plastering my palm on the side of the cup, loving how the hotness of tne glass up was sinking into the light skin of my palm and sending a tiny zinging feeling into the tip of my fingers.“Um, Sarah?” I called out slowly and watched as Sarah turned around and stared at me inquiringly. I picked up my cup of coffee and took a large sip first, allowing the hot liquid to scale my tongue even more and slid down my throat, right before I started to speak after placing the cup of coffee on the counter once again.“Where is Luca?” I asked in a small voice and she answered immediately, not hesitating nor pausing to analyze her answer.“Oh? He’s in his office.” She replied and I blinked a couple of times, biting on the left side of my lower lip.“He doesn’t go out on a Sunday?” I asked Sarah once again after a few seconds and watched as Sarah turned around on her seat until she was staring fully at me.“He does, sometimes. Sometimes,
Sofia’s POV I ducked my head a little, breaking eye contact with her in that one move. It was weird.It felt really weird, hearing these same words that nobody has ever said to me until this very moment – these same words which I had been praying and hoping for throughout the years, ever since I became sensible as a child.I wasn’t going to be taking her up on her offer though, because what was it that I was going to be speaking to her about?About how I hated being married and how I wished I would be able to further my education… how I wish I can leave this cursed country who has chosen to still remain in the back when it comes to equality between both genders.About how I wish I was still at home and not here? About how I missed my brother so much, it’s starting to weigh me down day in, day out.I lifted my head up and locked eyes with Matilda’s once again and she smiled at me for a few seconds, a gesture which only managed to calm down a little of the huge storm brewing in m
Sofia’s pov The kids had been bursting with excitement, which only meant one thing. It meant more headaches for Luca and I.“Baby, we talked about this, didn’t we? You can’t check the presents until it’s Christmas.” I murmured to Aria while holding her against my chest. She was clearly unhappy about this tiny rule because her frown deepened at once.“But it’s so far awayyyyy! No one is gonna know if I take a peek.”I chuckled as I let her slid down. “Daddy is gonna know.” I reminded her and that seemed to make her have a change of heart.“Oh.” She hesitated a little. “I guess I can wait a bit more.”“More like one more day, honey cause it’s tomorrow!” I gushed out and a grin split out on her face.“Really?!” She demanded and after getting another confirmation, she went off to find her brother, leaving me to myself. I sighed as I watched her leave with a fond smile on my face while massaging my forehead. I called out to her to be careful before I got back to what I was doing before.
FOUR YEARS LATER Sofia’s pov “Be careful, honey!” I called out at once, but I doubt she heard me as she hurriedly raced forward till she was standing before James, a glass of milk carefully clutched in her hand.“Here it is, Uncle James!” She called out enthusiastically and a familiar feeling of fondness swelled in my heart as I watched as an exaggerated look of awe got plastered on James’ face as he accepted the glass of milk.“Thank you, Aria! You’re so hardworking.” He complimented as he took a few gulps of the milk because a tiny sip wasn’t gonna be accepted by Aria who’s clearly still waiting for more compliments.“It tastes so nice and fresh, wow.” James gushed and I listened as Aria’s pleased giggles filled up the room. She began to bounce on her toes when she began to speak. “If you noticed, uncle James, the glass wasn’t totally filled up this time because mommy said that’s how it’s supposed to be to avoid it spilling from the top, and I listened to mommy because she’s alwa
Luca’s POV The bouquet of flowers I had gotten on the way home was a mixture of lilies and tulips, and I paired it with a bunch of balloons and a wrapped gift on the side. It’s a little past six and I couldn’t wait to be home already. I couldn’t wait to get home to my wife and our babies.Work has been quite stressful for the past month, the mafia aspect, to be specific. After news of my wife giving birth circulated around, I already knew that the amount of enemies I have was automatically gonna triple, and in order to keep my family safe, I was gonna have to be more at alert. The mafia clan had thrown a party in celebration after the birth of our babies, and I had purposely attended it alone, keeping my wife and kids far away from a gathering like that because it was filled with dangerous people from top to bottom.“Your enemies are gonna start attacking you even more now that you have a successor. People who have hoped to replace you if you ended up dying without an h
Sofia’s pov TWO YEARS LATER “I look ugly and bloated.” I blurted out while eying my reflection in the floor length mirror in the walk-in closet. Luca, who had been running a comb through his hair, paused for a moment before throwing me a glance, and then a smile bloomed on his face.“Of course you don’t! How can you even think that when you look like a goddess right now.” He murmured, discarding his comb and heading in my direction. I pouted at my reflection, not at all impressed by what I was looking at.“Now you’re just lying cause I’m sure goddesses don’t look this bad. My face is swollen and I literally feel like I’m gonna die.” Luca who had now eased up behind me let out a chuckle into my hair as his hand slid around my waist to carefully cradle my large stomach from the sides.“You still look very gorgeous to me. I don’t think your face is ugly, neither do I think you’re no longer sexy, because you still are. Did last night not explain that enough?” He chuckled at the end of
Luca’s pov It was clear as day that this particular topic has been troubling Sofia for a while now. I could tell from how she was wringing her fingers. I lifted her fingers and brushed my lips across it, and then I let out a long sigh.“If I’m gonna be honest, I haven’t actually thought about it. I just assumed you don’t want them and I was cool with that.” Her eyes widened comically as she whispered. “But… I want children.”I hummed. “I see that now.” “You don’t want children?” Sofia asked after a few moments and I slowly shook my head.“I don’t think I do, cause I don’t actually like the thought of bringing a child into a lifestyle as dangerous as my current one, and leaving the mafia is completely out of the question cause the past would end up catching up with me no matter what.”“Oh.” She whispered while chewing at the inside of her mouth.“Yes, love. But, that aside, I love babies. They’re always so cute and clueless of all the evils in the world.” Sofia laughed at th
Sofia’s pov TWO YEARS LATER*** The sounds of soft laughter filtered through the screen of the television I was currently staring at and a small smile tugged at the side of my lips as I averted my gaze and took a glance at the wall clock situated at the top of the wall here in the room. It was past eight in the evening, which indicated that Luca was almost home, and an excited feeling coursed down my spine. It doesn’t matter that Luca has almost returned home to me every damn day, that giddy feeling still engulfs me every day.Which is the best thing ever, said my therapist when we stumbled on that topic. It’s been over two years and till date, I’m still yet to stop seeing my therapist. She, a Middle aged woman, has made me feel so much love and comfort than my mother has done for me throughout the past two decades that I’ve been alive. The sounds of cute giggles emitting from the television screen grabbed my attention and once again, I focused on it. This time, my bre
Sofia’s pov The weeks flew by faster than i could keep up with.Healing was slower than I anticipated, and I hated almost every second of it, if I was being honest, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t willingly take another bullet for Luca if I could, because I will. Luca had gotten extremely displeased when I offhandedly said those same words to him, and he made me promise to never, ever do that again.I stayed in the hospital for months, because Luca wanted me to be completely healed before getting discharged. The flowers that got sent to me by every well wishers had gotten thrown out more than three times because at a point, they all began to rot.A little gathering was thrown in celebration of my release from the hospital. Everybody was there waiting in the house as entered the house, from Kayla and her husband, Travis, to Armani and his girlfriend, Nala, to James and his fiancée, Blair, to Angelo. It was relieving to finally be home and be surrounded by so much love right now ma
Sofia’s pov ‘Was this how it feels to float?’I asked myself over and over again, the more time I spent in that same unending loophole. It felt like I was stuck in a fluffy space, but instead of sinking, I remained afloat.Muffled voice could be heard coming from multiple sides at once but I couldn’t make any word out, neither could I tell each voice apart from the other.I limbs literally felt nonexistent because I couldn’t wait use of them no matter how much I tried. It’s almost weird how it’s pitch dark in this fluffy space, preventing me from making anything out.Or perhaps, I was the one who had my eyes closed throughout, I realized when I discovered that I could feel my eyelids twitch a little. I tried to get my eyes open after that, but ended up giving up after trying over and over again to no avail. I drifted straight into an unconscious state after that.When I came to once again, I felt warm fingers around mine. The fingers felt familiar in a way, and with everyth
Sofia’s pov The scream that left my mouth this time was completely silent as I watched as the kneeling man who was apparently working with Ryan, fell to the ground face first after being shot by Ryan. That sent a more terrified feeling down my spine, because not only was Ryan crazy, he was clearly also heartless as hell. Seeing how he could effortless kill off his own partner made it more obvious that it wouldn’t be hard for him to kill me if he wants to, and that he wasn’t just bluffing by threatening to shoot me.“Fuck, man, you really are a freak. Your own partner?” Angelo mused with an unimpressed look on his face. Luca snorted and leveled Ryan with a look. “That’s not something a Ricci would do, you know?”“Well it’s a good thing I’m not a fucking one, okay? And now that I’ve killed my partner myself, you clearly don’t have anything to threaten me with, I have nothing to lose in this situation unlike the rest of you.” Ryan responded haughtily, sneering as he tugged on my hair.