The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool. It's funny because it's true. I was innocent. Someone naive enough to trust so blindly and for that I was taken advantage of by liars. And now I have lost everything. But I was given a new life. A second chance to right the wrongs done against me. Now vengeance is on my mind. Hatred is in my heart. And love is in the air. But I don't know where it's coming from. Because I don't trust anyone. Not even the air I breathe.
View MoreSOPHIA'S POV~My handbag slipped from my hands and I walked towards her with slow, calculated steps."Babe, where are you going?"Indifferent to my husband's words I continued toward the woman in front of me who is also his mistress.It's her. It has to be. There is no way I could forget her tall stature and her slender figure, there is no way I could forget the domineering tone in her ominous voice, there is no way I could forget that aura, the aura she held that day that made me think she was capable of using anyone, even James.Even now as I stood before her with judging eyes and suspicious intent, she still stood tall with her head held high and her eyes shining with amusement.Was this all a game to her?No words were exchanged between us. But the conversation we held with our eyes was enough to start an article in Timesmagazine. I wanted to know what this chick was about and she felt the same about me.She cocked an eyebrow daring me to do my worse but before I could make a move
SOPHIA'S POV~I speed-walked to my destination, desperate enough to arrive on time but forbearing enough to add confident strides to my walk.I need to get there quickly and still look put together.In my past life when I went for this job interview it was James who took me but I would be damned if I let him anywhere near me now.Not after what happened that day.~FLASHBACK~"For the last time Sophia, what is wrong with you?!""And for the last time to you too, James. There is nothing wrong!"I rushed out of the kitchen with James hot on my tail, too tired to have this conversation with him, because the outcome would just be the same as every other time.Filled with out-of-control shouting and lots of headaches."Don't walk away from me, Sophie.""And why shouldn't I?""Because I'm not done talking!""But I'm done listening.""Why are you being so difficult?!"I stopped walking and spun around to face him, the thought of avoiding confrontation flew out the window as I stared into his
SOPHIA'S POV~I sat on the bed in the room of our new home, the place where we promised to grow old in each other's arms. And the same place where he brutally ended my life five years from now.It's been two weeks since our wedding and we have finally moved in together as husband and wife.It's been two weeks since our wedding and the air between us has only gotten thicker, our communication more toxic than it had ever been, and my plan for revenge nowhere near perfect."And who's fault is that?"Ugh. Again with this stupid animal, why can't she just leave me alone?"First of all, for your information, I am not a stupid animal. And second, I can't leave you alone even if I wanted to. You are stuck with me, just as I'm stuck with you."I huffed at the logic that has now become my reality, Daisy is indeed stuck with me at least till the next time I die and I'm going to make sure that that doesn't happen anytime soon. And that reminds me."What did you mean by it's my fault? I have do
~SOPHIA'S POV~My eyes fluttered open and a blinding darkness met my tired orbs. I don't know if I made it to the big party in the sky or if I was down below because the air around me didn't feel supernatural, it didn't feel like anything. I didn't feel anything. No sadness, no pain, nothing. My eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, I found that I was in a room; the same room where James and I had our wedding night.I walked towards the light switch and flipped it on. The room flooded with blinding light and the darkness was chased away.Red rose petals decorated the bed and the floor while balloons adorned the walls and gentle music played in the background. The perfect mood for lovemaking had been set.A single tear fell from my eye as I got up from the bed and walked round this accursed room.This is where it all began, where I and James made love for the first time. But what the hell am I doing here?And then it hit me.Is this what it means to be in hell? To be tortured both men
~SOPHIA'S POV~"Betrayal can be extremely painful but it's up to you how much that pain damages you permanently." These were the words of a woman named Emily, her last name I couldn't remember. But it doesn't matter. What matters is that her words held some truth.Betrayal does hurt. It hurts very much. But what she wasn't right about is that you don't get to decide how much the pain damages.Because there would be nothing left of you to decide over. There would be nothing left of you to save and nothing left to heal. For you would only be a hollow version of yourself, filled with agony, self-loath, and regret.And I should know because I am a victim of the cruel hands of betrayal and its loyal disciples. And it cost me everything.And that's why I'm here now lying on the floor of my once peaceful home with tears spilling from my eyes and blood from my lips and nose as I stared at the man I loved with the same heart he broke and with the same soul he crushed.James.He walked toward
~SOPHIA'S POV~"Betrayal can be extremely painful but it's up to you how much that pain damages you permanently." These were the words of a woman named Emily, her last name I couldn't remember. But it doesn't matter. What matters is that her words held some truth.Betrayal does hurt. It hurts very much. But what she wasn't right about is that you don't get to decide how much the pain damages.Because there would be nothing left of you to decide over. There would be nothing left of you to save and nothing left to heal. For you would only be a hollow version of yourself, filled with agony, self-loath, and regret.And I should know because I am a victim of the cruel hands of betrayal and its loyal disciples. And it cost me everything.And that's why I'm here now lying on the floor of my once peaceful home with tears spilling from my eyes and blood from my lips and nose as I stared at the man I loved with the same heart he broke and with the same soul he crushed.James.He walked toward
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