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12. NEVER

Author: Rosa Kane
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SOPHIA

I struggled to free my neck from Victor’s grip, but his hold was too strong. I gasped for air, scratching his hand.

“You filthy thing,” he spat, his voice dripping with venom. “I’m going to kill you.”

I couldn’t believe what was happening. Was this the same man who had held me so gently last night? Was he pretending to despise me just for Isabella’s sake? The thought made my eyes burn with tears.

Fury bubbled inside me, and with every ounce of strength I had, I shoved him away. He staggered backward, hitting the wall behind him.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” I yelled, my voice trembling with anger. “You should be ashamed of yourself, Victor. Do you think you can treat me however you like just because I’m helpless? I was tricked into this marriage! From the very beginning, no one told me you were in a coma. I was deceived into marrying you!

Your brother tried to force himself on me, and for three years, I was confined to a room, taking care of you day and night
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Othello
so sad for Sophia
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Poor Sophia
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