CHAPTER 8 SOFIA'S POV As soon as I got home I went to my room to freshen up and tend to the bruises on my body, after changing into my night wear I wore a silk robe to cover the red marks on my arm. Hopefully, they will be gone soon and the swelling will stop by tomorrow. As soon as I got downstairs the maids confirmed that the kids' dinners were ready, I remembered that they had been sleeping for hours. I decided to go to their room and check up on them. As I gently pushed open the door, a warm smile spread across my face. Joey, the six-month-old, slept peacefully, her tiny chest rising and falling. Louis, two years old, sat up, rubbing sleepy eyes. Our gazes met, and he smiled. "Louis, sweetie, Are you fully up? Time to wake up!" I exclaimed, pivoting towards Joey's crib. Luis yawned, opposing. "No, no, no! Sleep!" He whined in a cute manner. I chuckled, empathizing. "I know, baby, but we must get ready. You need to eat." "Daddy will be back soon so we need to get ready," I
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