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Sophie:The broken Mistress Remembering the past
Her uncle lay on a small bed in the bare room. It looked as though the light too had chosen to distance itself from him, casting its shadows all around the room, but only in the part where her uncle lay. His once-strong frame was now frail and weakened by illness. Sophie’s breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of him. There was nothing left of the man she once knew. She could barely recognise the skeleton of the man that lay before her as that of her uncle. She still remembered him. His huge weight, which shook the building when he walked, had been blessed with height and muscles, a chest, and thick legs, but now all she saw were scattered bones laid out carefully on the bed and fading skin. Wisps of his hair flew about on his head, and his eyes could barely open as they entered. His mouth moved, and he groaned unintelligible words. Anger, resentment, and sorrow battled for dominance within her, each emotion clawing at her insides with a ferocity she couldn’t contain.
Last Updated : 2024-05-22Sophie:The broken Mistress Before the beginning
The air was thick with tension from her heated argument with her aunt, and the emotions they had each released hung in the air like a jealous lover, clinging to them as they entered the house. Sophie’s grip on Rhys’ arm tightened, and he understood that she was feeling everything over again. Rhys led her to a seat on the dining table, where Sophie’s aunt had already laid out their meal. “Enjoy.” He muttered, picking up a fork. “You should eat.” He said this to Sophie, noticing she had not touched her food. Her eyes were glued to the world before her, but he knew that she was far away. Whatever happened to her in the past was eating at her ever since their arrival at this house, and he did not know how to stop it. The chair scraped the ground as Sophie stood from her seat. “I’m sorry.” She signed. “Room.” “Sophie.” Her aunt called softly from the kitchen, where she had been. “Do not forget your manners.” She hissed. Sophie huffed and sagged her shoulders, then trudged to join
Last Updated : 2024-05-24Sophie:The broken Mistress Under Your Embrace
Her feet paced the room of their own accord, and her hands clasped each other tight. Sighing deeply, she threw herself on the small bed. The women were gone, and now the house was still there. She heard nothing but the sound of her heartbeat as it thudded in her chest. Her eyes strayed to her open window, and again she felt the pull to the forest. Without hesitation, she crossed the space from her bed to the window and peered into the darkness that had blanketed the world. The cool night air rushed in to greet her like an old friend. It blew through her hair, and she smiled as its soft, whooshing sound passed by her ear. With a determined glint in her eye, Sophie climbed onto the windowsill, her muscles tense with anticipation. Her legs and arms worked as though they had a mind of their own. With a swift leap, she launched herself into the darkness, the ground rushing up to meet her with a soft thud. Ignoring the slight pain, she darted into the welcoming embrace of the forest, th
Last Updated : 2024-05-25Sophie:The broken Mistress Under Your Embrace II
Without hesitation, Rhys jumped over the window, just as he’d seen Sophie do, and followed after her. He tried to be as quiet as possible, not to cause her to panic in the event that she failed to recognize him. He saw her stop before the meadow and stopped too. She sat on the rock and pulled out her notebook. “Sophie?” he called gently, stepping into the light. Sophie’s head jerked up almost immediately, and he saw her grip on her pen tighten. Her eyes investigated the darkness surrounded his face, and he saw her relax when she finally recognized him. “Rhys!” she signed, rushing into his arms. He caught her as her body collided with his and held her there. “You startled me.” She whispered. He pulled her away from himself. “I was going to just walk by your room when I noticed your door open, and then I saw you jumping out the window.”Sophie sighed and returned to the rock on which she had been sitting. He dug through her bag and brought her notepad.“I used to come here every
Last Updated : 2024-05-28Sophie:The broken Mistress After the night
Sophie choked on the coffee and spilled it over herself. She blinked rapidly at her aunt, not failing to note the sudden burn in her cheek or the sudden increase in temperature. “Careful now, child; we don’t want you choking on coffee.” His aunt continued, handing her a tablecloth. The smile was still on her face. “How was it? Tell me everything.” Sophie looked away, frowning. “Aww, c'mon, don’t be shy. An old woman like me can only imagine such things now.”“I have to go.” Sophie signed hurriedly and rushed away. She heard her aunt erupt with laughter as she left, and she could not help the smile that settled on her face. Her aunt was a lovely character when she wanted to be. Rhys was awake when she returned to the room. He sat upright on the bed and appraised her, his eyes lingering too much on her lips. “Lovely morning.” He greeted. Sophie nodded and crossed to the window. Rhys stood up from the bed and walked to where she stood. He drew her into himself and wrapped his arm
Last Updated : 2024-05-28Sophie:The broken Mistress The Attack
Rhys did not expect his heart to hurt at what she said, but it did. He smiled at the man and stretched out his hand. “Rhys.” He muttered. The man smiled back and gripped the outstretched hand. “Raul. I’m a friend of Sophie’s.”Sophie had helped herself to a seat in the man’s store, and Raul gestured to Rhys to join her. He took the seat opposite them and smiled again, still unable to believe his eyes. “Did you come for the festival?” he asked. Sophie shook her head. She had pulled out her notepad, and she wrote into it. “I’m paying Aunt Eliana a visit.”“Oh, your uncle. I heard about his sudden illness. Folks have been up there to see him, but I haven’t found the time. How is he?”“A shadow of his former self. I cannot bring myself to ask Auntie what sickness it is.” Sophie wrote. “Understandable. Anyways.” He exclaimed while jumping from his seat. “Let me see the list.” He snatched the paper Sophie’s aunt had given her and glanced through it.“It looks like your aunt is fully re
Last Updated : 2024-05-28Sophie:The broken Mistress Sophie’s Inferno
“Lies.” Sophie’s aunt spat. “We all know there are no animals in our forests. They’re just trying to cover up their carelessness, especially since it has cost them the death of a child.” “Have you gone to see Shelly?” the woman asked suddenly. Sophie’s aunt shook her head. “No. I cannot leave his side. I will send Sophie up there later to give her my condolences for me. It is so tragic.” "Yes, it is.” The woman concurred. “And you must send your condolences. Oh, dear Shelly. That poor, poor soul.” *** The clangs of knives and forks were the only sound that could be heard as the three occupants of the mansion gathered around the dining table. The excitement of the morning had quickly faded, allowing the gloom in the atmosphere to seep in. Sophie’s aunt, who was the most talkative of the three, had said nothing since their arrival at the market hours ago and the departure of her visitor. She had cooked the meal silently, asking no help from her niece, and prepared the table by
Last Updated : 2024-05-29Sophie:The broken Mistress Journey to the Past
Her legs led her straight to the meadow. She had no time to think; nothing drove her but sheer rage. She plucked the wild flowers quickly until they formed a bouquet and then held it up to her face. Another tear slipped from her face as it landed on the flower. “Sophie.” The voice whispered, but she could hear the strength that came with it. She turned immediately, ready to defend herself if need be. “Rhys?” she signed. His name had been the first word she learned to sign. She marched towards him and gripped his hand, pulling him until they were out of the forest. “What are you doing?” she signed. “I should be asking you that!” he yelled. Sophie flinched. She had never heard him yell. The veins in his face and on his neck stood out, and his eyes were red. “Your aunt said someone died in that forest. How could you think of going back there?” Sophie glanced around. “No, she did not follow me. I looked.” Rhys muttered. She turned her back and began to walk away, further
Last Updated : 2024-05-29
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Sophie:The broken Mistress The Wedding Ceremony
Sophie sat in the bridal suite. The full-length mirror reflected an image she barely recognised—an elegant, poised woman clad in a stunning lace wedding gown that hugged her curves and flared out into a beautiful train. The dress, meticulously crafted, seemed to shimmer with each breath she took, and the delicate veil added an ethereal quality to her appearance. Her hands trembled slightly as she adjusted her veil, but a reassuring smile from Vivienne steadied her nerves.Vivienne placed a comforting hand on Sophie’s shoulder, her eyes brimming with pride. “You look absolutely radiant. Today is your day, and you deserve every moment of happiness.”Sophie turned to face her, tears threatening to spill. “I can’t believe this is actually happening. Sometimes, it feels like a dream.”Eliana could not hide the pride she felt or the joy; her eyes were misty with emotion. “You’ve come such a long way, sweetheart. Your strength and resilience have brought you here, and we couldn’t be prouder
Sophie:The broken Mistress The Wedding plan
Rhys and Sophie stepped out of the building, a sense of accomplishment in the air. Sophie had faced her past head-on, and Rhys couldn’t help but feel proud of her. “You see, it wasn’t that hard, and you handled it quite well,” he said, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.Sophie glanced back at the building, her heart still racing. “Hey Rhys, would you mind waiting a minute? I need to see my mom before she leaves.”Rhys nodded, his eyes softening. “Of course. Take your time.”Sophie spotted Veronica walking out and hurried towards her, with Rhys following at a slower pace. The sight of her mother, the woman she had yearned to meet since she was a little girl, brought a flood of emotions. Veronica turned at the sound of Sophie’s voice, surprise and hope mingling in her eyes. “Sophie...” she exclaimed softly. For years, it had always been “Mrs. Veronica.” The simple word “mom” now seemed to hold a world of promise.Sophie took a deep breath. “I just wanted to say that I don’t hate you.
Sophie:The broken Mistress The Shrink
Five years later “Come on, Sophie, we’re going to be late.” Rhys called.“Be out there in a minute.” Sophie answered from inside.“Yeah, that’s what you always say." Rhys muttered under his breath; a light shuffle behind him caught his attention.“Sophie,” but he couldn’t get himself to finish the sentence; he wasn’t sure what he wanted to say or what the right words to use should be. You look beautiful, or you look stunning. No, those were not the right words to use.“Rhys, are you alright?” Sophie asked with concern written all over her face.“Yeah, sure, I’m fine,” Rhys stammered. “I just got something in my eyes.”“Let’s get going already; we are going to be late.” Sophie said that and moved away.Rhys sighed and followed her. Adrian died five years ago, and they had moved on. She moved on so smoothly that he wondered if maybe it wasn’t too fast. Still, he did not want to talk to her about it for fear that he was going to upset the balance that she had already found inside her.
Sophie:The broken Mistress The moment we are waiting for
“Adrian is dead.” Those three words sent a chill down Sophie’s spine, but they were not what made her pause or caused foreign emotions to creep up her chest, clawing at her heart. It was the look of freedom in her aunt’s eyes. The music in her voice as she announced the death of her husband. The bounce in her step as she approached them, arms wide, and a smile on her teary face. It was the fact that Eliana was happy about this and did not hide it that surprised Sophie. Her aunt’s body collided with hers, and Sophie sank into her embrace. The tears fell from her eyes, but just like her aunt, they were not tears of sorrow or mourning but tears of joy and celebration. For the first time in years, they both felt free, and they wanted the whole world to know. “I am sorry.” Eliana said it over and over again, pulling Sophie deeper into herself. If she could jump and touch the sky, she would. She felt as though she was on top of the world, as though a weight had been lifted off her sh
Sophie:The broken Mistress Adrian is dead
The meadow was still there when they arrived. Eerily quiet—the only thing that could be heard was the chirping of crickets and the lullabies of the birds. Every other thing stayed still; even the leaves seemed to join in the gloominess that had fallen over Sophie and Rhys. Gently, he set her on the stone beside the water and lowered himself beside her, his hand clasping her small ones. She was far away from here; he could see that. Her mind was elsewhere, perhaps relieving the traumas of the past. She bit her lips every now and then, and a throaty gasp emerged from her pursed mouth. Although her eyes were misty, she did not shed a single tear. He could not tell how long they sat there in the forest, him watching the water while she tried to make sense of her life. But after some time, he began to hear the song again. It was the same bird song that he had heard that night. It filled the night, enveloping all of his senses and shrouding him in a world where only he and her existed.
Sophie:The broken Mistress Sad Moment
They had reached a point of no return. The truth had been bared for all to see, and the worst had been found out. Sophie thought of the photo of her mother, which she had always carried around, and the part that was torn off. The father, whom she had always wanted to meet, turned out to be the same man who molested her. She was ashamed, embarrassed, and repulsed by everything. There were no words to describe the things she felt—the thoughts that clouded her head, numbing her entire body and rooting her to the spot. Veronica herself could not believe what she heard. The fact that the first words she heard her daughter speak had to be something so atrocious, so vile. Words like that had no place in the world; they were to be sent to the deepest parts of hell, where every other bad thing was sent. Her eyes turned to her sister, Eliana. Judging her, questioning her—she would face Adrian later, maybe kill him—for now, she needed to understand if her sister did not see the monster they
Sophie:The broken Mistress Sophie Spoke Again
“I struggled under his grip, all to no avail. When I realised he had already overpowered me, I pleaded with him with all the remaining strength in me, but he was far too consumed. All my pleas fell on deaf ears, and he defiled me brutally, traumatising me ever since.” There was a moment of unsure emotions in that instant. The wall clock chimed the hours of three in the morning, but none of them felt sleepy; this was a time of resolution, a time to settle matters, and no one wanted to be left out of it; this was way beyond one person’s issue now. “He had his way with me, his eyes widening as he reached orgasm. Even after that, he was not done; he went in again and again, turning a deaf ear to my pleas. When he was satisfied, he stood up, adjusting his trousers, while Eliana walked in; the door had been unlocked. “She saw him and instantly ran to where I was crumpled, my body covered in a pool of my own blood. I was crying uncontrollably, regretting why I had come home for the break,
Sophie:The broken Mistress Story Time II
He took a deep breath, his breathing ragged like stones dragging on the jagged side of rocky mountains. He rolled his eyes in his socket, not focusing his gaze on anyone in particular before speaking out. “This isn’t enough punishment for my sins; I’m just hoping that hell wouldn’t be hotter if you just found a way in your heart to let it go.” Sophie and Rhys wondered if it was still the abuse she reported to Veronica that spurred this palpable tension in the air, or had he done something worse than he did to her? Sophie tried to take her mind off it, daring not to even think in that direction. Veronica faced Eliana and said, “Now that we are all here and the eyes are complete, I was regaling Sophie with stories of our childhood, and I was just arriving at the point where Adrian came in. Since you’re here and you’re always accusing me of feeding Sophie false stories, if I say something off-the-point, correct me here and now. And then,” she said, facing Adrian with mocked anger on he
Sophie:The broken Mistress Adrian Confession
“Despite the football guy being the handsome guy and the nerdy guy being a little below average kind of guy, Eliana was still jealous of our relationship. Her boyfriend was like a guy that was specially carved by God; his features were extraordinary, and his skill set was amazing; he was everything a woman ever wanted. “My guy, Drey, was just the perfect type for me. He was not too nerdy or too naughty; he was just standing somewhere in between, but when talking about looks, he wasn’t really the one, but where he lacks in looks, he makes up for it in brilliance. “Drey, my guy, and Fontaine, Eliana’s guy, were both friends from middle school; they lived in the same neighbourhood and were like impossible twins; but when Eliana’s jealousy started to manifest, she instigated Fontaine to pick fights against Drey. “Fontaine, being gullible, readily believed anything she spewed out of her mouth and acted on it, including picking a fight with his best friend. When I learned what happened,
