Sophia’s POV
My heart pounded fast in my chest. I clutched my phone, where Kayla’s face was framed by the tidy office background of her new workspace.
“I'll be right back,” she hissed anxiously, glancing off-screen.
I nodded, trying to muster a semblance of calm.
The minutes stretched on, each one feeling like an eternity. I stared at the screen, willing my breathing to slow, my heart to quiet. Did Elijah hear us talking?!
Finally, Kayla returned. “Elijah's gone,” she said. “He didn't seem to hear me talking. He's meeting with Serena again, who's happy to kiss his ass.”
A bitter laugh escaped me. Then Kayla leaned forward and spoke, her voice low and confiding.
“I don't know what’s so great about Serena that Elijah would choose her over you. And, Sophia, I know you drafted the divorce settlement without including the division of property. Are you really willing to give up everything—the property and all of your supposed share in Elijah’s assets, and the man you love—for Serena?”
I swallowed hard, my throat tight.
“It’s not really about Serena,” I began, my voice trembling but growing stronger with each word.
“After I lost my child the first time, Elijah wasn’t the same. He wasn’t as nice, or as present. I mean, we didn’t marry out of love in the first place but at the beginning, he seemed to care about me, you know? Then I had a miscarriage and he was just… gone. He buried himself in work, and I was left to fend for myself every day.”
Kayla's eyes widened, and she leaned in closer, her attention rapt.
I went on. “Elijah's house, it wasn’t a home for me. His stepmother treated me like a maid, abusing me at every turn. There was no warmth, no love. Just coldness and neglect. I started thinking about divorce then… I eventually talked to a lawyer and started preparing the papers.”
I paused, the memories washing over me, painful and raw. “Serena’s arrival was just the last straw. She made me realize, once and for all, that Elijah didn’t give a damn about me. He could never learn to love me…”
Kayla’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. “Sophia, I had no idea it was that bad already. I’m so sorry.”
I offered her a weak smile, feeling a strange sense of relief. “That’s why I filed for divorce. Not because of Serena alone, but because of everything that came before. Honestly I don’t even know if they had an affair while we were still married. But it doesn’t matter… I just couldn’t keep living a life where I was constantly neglected, constantly hurting. I had to take control, for myself, for my sanity.”
Kayla’s eyes widened. “Soph, I just can’t believe it. Serena really took advantage of everything falling apart between you and Elijah. No wonder he’s been working late ever since you left. But honestly, I never saw him flirt with her after you left. Even Connor didn’t notice anything like that.”
I sighed, the old wound aching anew. “It doesn’t matter, Kayla. None of it matters to me anymore.”
Kayla's expression softened, sympathy etched in her eyes. “I know, it’s just... it’s frustrating. And by the way, Serena has been rejecting every single program I submit. Every. Single. One. She’s clearly got it out for me.”
I frowned, leaning closer to the screen. “Why don’t you go directly to Elijah? He’s professional and doesn’t let personal feelings interfere with his work.”
Kayla nodded thoughtfully. “You’re right. Maybe that’s what I need to do. Thanks, Soph.”
I gave her a small smile. “Anytime, Kayla. You’ve always got my support.”
Suddenly, I noticed her gaze shift slightly, her eyebrows raising in curiosity.
“Sophia,” she said, her voice laced with amusement, “is that Daniel outside your door?”
I glanced over my shoulder, seeing Daniel's silhouette lingering in the hallway.
Kayla giggled. “He really can't stay away from you, huh? You guys spend so much time together, helping each other out... really, won't you get attached?”
I rolled my eyes. “You know we're just friends, really…”
“Maybe for now,” she said with a wink, her tone playful. “But seriously, it's nice that you have someone around. Must make things a bit easier.”
“It does,” I admitted, smiling softly.
Kayla glanced at her watch and sighed. “I hate to cut this short, but I need to head out soon. We’ll talk again soon, okay?”
We put the phone down just as Daniel knocked and made his way in through my slightly open door. “Hi, Sophia!” He greeted me cheerfully. “Have you eaten dinner yet?”
I shook my head and explained that my conversation with Kayla had unexpectedly stretched longer than I’d expected.
“Oh, you know you can’t be missing your meals or eating too late,” Daniel said. “Let me make dinner for you.”
He strolled over to the kitchen before I could stop him.
“Hey, it’s fine,” I told him. “I’m pregnant, but I can handle that myself. Don’t stress yourself out too much.”
He smiled gently at me. “Yes, I know that. You’re truly an amazing woman, Sophia, and very much capable of taking care of yourself. But I like doing things for you, really. I enjoy being able to look out for you…”
I didn’t know how to react. He came forward and took my hand in his. “You know, ever since high school…”
I could sense where this was heading, and my heart raced. I quickly interrupted, needing to set boundaries before he could continue. “Daniel, I'm really focused on school right now,” I said, my voice firmer than I felt. “I just got divorced, and I'm pregnant. I can't think about anything else right now.”
He nodded, understanding but undeterred. “You're right,” he agreed, though his eyes held a hint of persistence. “Your focus should really be on your studies and on your baby.”
He finally let go of my hand, to my relief. “Just know that I’m always here for you.”
Elijah’s POV It’s been weeks now since I last heard from Sophia. I couldn't shake the unsettling thought of the man who had answered Sophia's phone. His voice was unfamiliar, and I was certain I didn't know him. The realization that Sophia was with someone I had never even met was unacceptable. Desperation gnawed at my resolve as I reached out to her adoptive mother and brother, only to be met with the chilling news that they too had lost contact with Sophia. She must have changed her contact number! Was it because of me? How could she just cut off all ties with me like that?That whole day, I couldn’t focus on anything. I was still thinking about Sophia when I saw a familiar woman running across the lobby of our office, holding some huge envelopes. Kayla Davis, Sophia’s best friend. “I can’t believe her! She keeps rejecting all the programs I’ve submitted!” I heard her say furiously. That’s when I noticed that my assistant Connor was walking beside her, trying to catch up with her
Sophia’s POVDuring the three months I’d spent in Paris, I had gradually settled into the rhythm of life here and discovered some joys in my daily routine, such as going to the mall with my friend Daniel.“Don’t you need a new kettle?” Daniel asked, pointing at the display of kitchen equipment. We were strolling in the mall together after our classes at the university, picking out additional stuff for my apartment. “Okay, let’s check it out.” After a successful purchase, I was surprised when Daniel suddenly suggested that we visit the mother and baby section. But I knew I had to face it sooner or later, so I agreed. Would Elijah want this baby? I wondered as I strolled among the cribs, strollers, and tiny outfits. He probably wouldn’t care if he knew. I’m glad I went to Paris where I can be far away from him. “Oh, wow! Such charming teeny outfits!” a familiar voice exclaimed in a rather sarcastic way. I turned around in dread, hoping it wasn’t who I thought it was. But my heart d
Elijah’s POVIs Sophia seeing someone? Could she be hanging out or laughing with another man right this moment?I kept wondering how she was, and what she was doing. The thought of her being with someone else made me tense. Even though I was busy discussing important matters all day long with our real estate partners in Paris, my mind had kept drifting back to her. Earlier, I’d driven around some of the famous universities in the city, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. It was a long shot, of course, but I just couldn’t help myself. It wasn’t a coincidence that I’d booked a hotel within the vicinity of the Latin Quarter, which was a popular neighborhood for foreign students. I didn’t know yet where she was studying, but I could easily have Connor hire an investigator and look up that info for me. But I wasn’t sure yet if I was really going to push through with seeing her or not. As I approached my hotel room, I saw Serena waiting there outside with a mischievous glint in her twinkli
Sophia’s POV I was in a cafe just outside the school campus, enthusiastically discussing a big project with my classmates, when I noticed a luxury car parked on the other side of the street. My heart lurched when I saw a man step out and cross the street toward me. Elijah?! I thought incredulously, squinting through the glass window of the cafe. I had tuned out the voices of the group as I slowly stood up and focused on the man striding in my direction. Is it really him? My mind whirled with confusion. I gasped as he came into focus. Oh, my god. It’s him. What’s he doing here? Without thinking, my hand went to the bulge on my stomach. “Excuse me, I’ll be back,” I muttered to my classmates and felt an urgent need to escape. I had to get as far away from him as possible! Just then, I saw Serena come out of the car behind Elijah. Her beach waves blew gently in the wind as she joined him and linked her fingers with his. I can’t believe they came to Paris together, I thought bitter
Sophia’s POV Daniel barged into my apartment. “Let her go!” he shouted at Elijah. Elijah reluctantly stepped away. More tears filled my eyes. “What’s happening, Sophia?” Daniel asked as he came over to my side, looking like he wanted to punch Elijah. “It’s nothing,” I whispered, brushing away my tears with the back of my hand and trying to control my overwhelming emotions. As Daniel arrived, a wave of calm washed over me, settling my restless mind. In that moment, I realized that without him, I might have crumbled and confided everything to Elijah. Daniel turned toward Elijah. I could see his mouth twitching, as if he was trying to hold back his angry, sharp-edged words. His stance showed that he was doing his best not to cause any more trouble. And yet, at the same time, he wanted to protect me. Elijah began to calm down, to my relief. I could see him struggling to control himself. “You and I have got to talk,” he said sternly to Daniel. “Outside.” “Fine,” Daniel answered
Sophia’s POV I was glad when Elijah and Daniel came back in, so that I did not have to deal with Serena anymore. Yet at the same time, I was worried and curious about what they had talked about. Glancing at Daniel, I noticed he avoided meeting my eyes. Elijah, on the other hand, seemed composed but his gaze on me was intense, as if he had something important to say. “We better go now, Elijah,” Serena suddenly quipped, sounding more cheerful now. She grabbed his hand and began pulling him to the door. “Bye, everyone. It was great talking to you.” I looked at her incredulously, wondering how she could act like that after everything that had occurred. I let out a sigh of relief as soon as they were out of sight. I felt tired and stressed, so I plopped down on the sofa and leaned back, closing my eyes for a little bit. “Are you alright?” Daniel asked with concern, sitting beside me. I opened my eyes and gave him a faint smile. “Just tired, but I’ll be fine.” He nodded. “Maybe I
Elijah’s POV “Let her go!” Those were the words that came out of Daniel’s mouth when he stormed into Sophia’s apartment. The way he rushed to her protectively and how he looked at her lovingly, was just all too familiar. Sophia’s boyfriend, I thought bitterly. As I watched them interact, I could tell how close they were and how deeply in love this man was with my wife. I wanted to push him away from her, to punch him in the face repeatedly until he bled. But I knew it wouldn’t help my situation with Sophia. So instead, I looked away and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. I tried to control the surge of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. Finally, I told Daniel, “You and I have got to talk. Outside.” As Daniel and I stood in the hallway outside Sophia's apartment, I couldn't hold back the question burning in my mind. "Are you and Sophia... dating?" I asked, trying to keep my tone casual despite the knot of emotions in my chest. He didn’t answer at once, so
Sophia’s POV “Oh, boy…” I whispered with great excitement and nervousness as I clicked on the email from Urban Next Design Studio. This is it, my dream internship! I truly admired their work and have heard how interns were always treated wonderfully and given great opportunities. I’m eager to meet new people in the field and learn from them. It’ll be amazing! Plus, I’ll get a monthly salary too! I scanned the email with eager anticipation. The company was impressed with my portfolio and wanted to schedule an interview during their presentation this weekend at the Goldwell Institute of Art. Excitement bubbled up inside me. Oh, gosh! Some good news, finally! The weekend was approaching, and I was looking forward to the design presentation on campus. It had become a place I loved, almost like a second home. Daniel was supposed to come with me, but he had to cancel at the last minute due to an important school project. As I entered the auditorium, I could feel the buzz of exciteme