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Sophie:The broken Mistress Anxiety
The car slowed to a stop outside the mansion, and Sophie jumped out of it immediately. Rhys settled the car, then followed her into the house. Her aunt, Eliana, stood at the doorway and eyed them as they approached. “You guys are back so early!” She remarked, then glanced at Sophie. “Is she alright? Rhys? Sophie, are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Rhys stepped up. “Uhh, she’s fine. I mean, she’s sick. She had a little migraine, so we had to leave the party early.” She moved to one side and ushered them in. “Come in, come in. I’d prepare a soup for you, Sophie. It should help with your headache.” She tapped at one of the couches. “Here, Rhys. Make her sit here. She was never a fan of crowds. I thought the city would have changed her by now. Hmmm, but I guess somethings never change.” Sophie smiled nervously and blinked her eyes at Rhys. “Uhhh… I mean, you really don’t have to outdo yourself, ma’am. It’s just a slight headache. I’m sure a little sleep will help
Sophie:The broken Mistress Anxiety II
Rhys tilted his head. “Why did you take it?” Sophie shrugged. “I may have lied when I said I was not curious about my mother. Veronica. I want to know what she’s like. Why did she leave and abandon me? What was so important that she had to leave me behind? Her reasons—that’s what I want to know.” Rhys could not help but notice that her hand shook slightly as she wrote. He placed his hand over hers and drew her into his body. “It’s alright, Sophie.” He said that and placed a kiss on her head. “I'll be here every step of the way.” He took the book from her, and Sophie snuggled into his arms. “I’ll read; you listen.” She opened the book to the package, which she had stopped, and relaxed into him. Her eyes closed as the hum of his deep voice started at the first words. In her brain, he droned out his voice and imagined visual images of the words Rhys read out. In this one, her aunt was sitting in her room, brushing her hair, and Veronica was balanced lazily on the window sill. T
Sophie:The broken Mistress I wish i had stayed
Sophie tied up her red hair and looked at herself in the mirror. The resemblance between herself and the women in her aunt’s journal was uncanny—Veronica, her aunt’s sister, and her mother. The woman had been so beautiful, but so carefree? She did not care what happened to her or her sister. She just wanted to live in the now and be happy. Her mother had known Adrian first and then brought him home, despite the fact that her father would punish them if he found out. She turned slightly as she heard the knock on her door. Rhys may have finished by now, and it was time for them to go. She smiled as she thought of him knocking; he was silly sometimes. She heard the door creak open. “You look beautiful.” Her aunt said, and she turned around. “Ah, you must have thought I was Rhys.” Sophie smiled and looked back in the mirror. “You know,” her aunt began. She picked up the necklace from the table and wrapped it around Sophie’s neck. “You look exactly like her.” Your mother, she was
Sophie:The broken Mistress Could this be true?
Eliana found herself waiting for it sometimes, but when she waited for too long and none came, she began to stop caring. She was sorry to have to lie to Sophie like this, sorry for all the other lies she had to tell in the past, but she had convinced herself that she was doing what she needed to do. “I must go now, Sophie. I think Rhys is waiting outside for you, and I have to check on your uncle.” Sophie sat on her bed after her aunt left and cradled her notepad close to her chest. The tears she had been hiding ran down her face and stained the white dress she had put on. How could a woman so uncaring be her mother, and what wrong had she done in her past life to be punished with such a family? When the door opened again, it was Rhys who entered, and he was fully dressed. He sat by her side on the bed and took her hand. “You are crying.” He noted. “I saw your aunt leaving here. Did she say something to you? Sophie drew him closer and buried her face in his chest. She had be
Sophie:The broken Mistress The City
The noise of the city rushed to embrace them like a mother who had missed her children, and Sophie smiled as the noise filtered through her ears. Everything seemed to move faster here—the people, the cars, her emotions, her eyes—as she tried to follow the winding buildings as their cars sped by. They were to meet Jake in a restaurant, and Rhys had called beforehand to confirm the reservation. But she did not think of him. She thought of how much she missed this place, her small shop, her home, and everything here. The freedom she felt here, the simplicity of life she had begun to enjoy, the memories she had made—everything suddenly made her feel like this was where she belonged. Home. Everything was totally different from her aunt’s small village. This place was bigger. Not everyone knew everyone. No one had their noses in other people’s businesses, and it was a place where everyone was for himself. She realized why she had stayed there. It was the freedom that it allowed her—t
Sophie:The broken Mistress The Deal
“Here you go.” The waiter said this as he set the food on the table. “Please, enjoy it.” He left immediately, and Sophie dove into her food. She had not realized how hungry she was until the aroma of the food wafted through her nose. They all settled into their food, and soon the only noise she heard was that of cutlery as they scraped plates. Sophie imagined that Jake was a man who knew how to appreciate good food, just like Rhys and her. It was one of the reasons why she liked Rhys. A man who knew how to appreciate good food would also know how to appreciate a good woman. It was what she believed. “So,” Rhys began. He picked up a serviette from the table and wiped his mouth. “You wanted us to meet concerning our shops?” Jake pressed a serviette to his mouth and nodded. “Yes. I would have faxed this to you, but I thought it was better if we talked in person. As you know, I have purchased the other shops around you, and all that is left is your shop, which is in the middle.”
Sophie:The broken Mistress Fate and Faith
Veronica stepped out of the car onto the cobblestone pavement and gasped at the sight she saw. The mansion looked as if time had stopped here. It seemed to be frozen in time while the rest of the world moved. Everything was still the same, from the large field in front of the house, which spanned a large expanse of land, to the bricks that made up the walls of the mansion. She was sure that if she looked closely, she would see that even the light bulbs were still the same. Tears welled up on her eyes, and she quickly wiped them off. “You have quite a beautiful mansion right there, ma’am.” The driver who dropped her off said: "This is your home, right?” Veronica nodded and sniffed. “It is. My kid sister has been the one managing the place all this while; I did not even” “Ahh... You’ve not been around since. Well, I must tell you, this mansion is one of the few historical structures still standing. The rest have either been turned down to be redeveloped into something more moder
Sophie:The broken Mistress Veronica
“You could have called,” Eliana commented. “I’m sure that as you traveled the world, you learned of something called technology. We have landlines now.” Veronica scoffed. “It is more fun writing letters. This phone has made you all forget who we are at heart. Well, my letter did deliver the message, did it not?” “Tea or coffee?” Eliana asked, setting herself behind the kitchen counter. Veronica balanced herself on the kitchen stool and smiled. It was one of the few pieces of furniture in the room that looked to be from a newer time. Everything was exactly the way she left it; even the kitchen still had hints of their mother’s scent in it. Curry, cinnamon, and soured grapes. It tickled her nose. “Tea. You know me, sister. That is an aspect of me that would remain constant.” She replied. “The house still looks as it did when we were kids. I notice slight changes and upgrades, but you have really tried to maintain Pa’s style.” Eliana’s shaking hands had been reaching for the leav
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