CHAPTER 119

Sophia’s POV

Elijah's words hung in the air, heavy and loaded with regret.

A lump formed in my throat and I stepped away from his embrace. Before I could muster a response, Elijah began to reminisce about our early days, when we were newlyweds moving into this very bedroom. It had been a little awkward because we barely knew each other then. But he had been caring during that time, especially since I was pregnant with our first baby, the one who was never born.

It was a vague memory to me because I’d spent years trying to erase it and the other memories of Elijah from my head. But I could remember how I’d felt — a bit shy and conscious, but eager to show him that I could be a very good wife and that I was capable of making him happy.

I did try my best, I thought sadly. I learned to really love him, but he never loved me back. Since my miscarriage, everything went downhill and he didn’t seem to care about anything else except his business.

He then drifted back further, to the first t