Sophie Voice

His eyes widened slowly, the shock registering on his face despite its brute condition. He coughed loudly, the effects of the cough racking through his entire body. He wheezed dryly after that, his lungs trying to suck in more air. Even though Sophie had been here a couple of times to see him, this was the first time he opened his eyes to see her.

“Veronica. Oh, my Veronica.” He whimpered.

Veronica looked at him, a mixed reaction of pity and disgust etched on her face. Sophie could see something like tension starting to build up in the room. Rhys, not wanting to interfere in the family tussle, decided to rest on the wall on the far side of the building but mistakenly hit a plate on the way, the metal plate clattering on the floor and its noise reverberating throughout the building.

“It's sad how life only brought you back to me in my dying days.” His voice was a little more than a whisper.

“You deserve to die, and you deserve to die a more painful death.” Veronica declared, shocki