SOFIASomehow, a sad song came into my mind. I was humming the song and somehow, it made me feel so good. I then began to ask myself some questions. What if my parents were still alive? What if Jake hadn’t cheated on me? What if Olivia grew up nice and well groomed? What if? The answer was that I wouldn’t have met Alex. And before that, I wouldn’t know who Ronaldo was and my parents wouldn’t have been divorced. It was a whole lot to take in but I knew that I would heal. No matter how hard and difficult it was, I would heal. Nice and steady. I went back inside and saw Alex with the inspector. They were talking and I just went to my room. I needed some time alone, some time to sink all this in and know what next to do with my life right now. I could hear Alex talking with the inspector. “I will come by later. If you need anything, let me know.”“All right. Take care of her.” The inspector told him. “Yes.”‘Take care of her?’ I scoffed. How can I be fine with the devil? The real d
SOFIABut then I had so many what ifs left in me…What if everything had not been like this? What if I had just not found out about the cottage and all? I guess Olivia would have killed me. She would surely win this time around and then she would put an end to the existence of the Griffins.If only Olivia hadn’t found out what really happened, if she didn’t know who our parents were and if nothing had ever even happened before. I sighed heavily. What would have become of my life and that of Olivia’s? I kept thinking about this and it kept playing in my head till I could no longer imagine what life would have been if everything hadn’t started from Olivia finding out that our parents were bloody murderers. I wanted to look up and gaze out the window at the world outside, but Alex was right beside me. He had this look of remorse and that was the last thing I needed right now. In that instant, I couldn’t help but ponder the age-old adage, “ignorance is bliss.” How true those words seeme
SOFIAI could still dream. This time, I was dreaming about being alone in a field of roses, where everything was filled with tranquillity and warmth. I found myself standing in a vast field of roses, their sweet fragrance filling the air and soothing my mind. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over the landscape. The vibrant colours of the flowers seemed to stretch on endlessly, creating a mesmerising sea of reds, pinks, and whites.It felt so good to be here. So damn good. I forgot all I was thinking about. I forget the sorrows that were now in my life. I forgot how things had been so bad. I was calm. I was content. I was enough. As I walked through the field, I felt a sense of peace and tranquillity washing over me. It made me feel like I was in heaven. This was a pleasure. Absolute pleasure. Amidst the sea of roses, I caught sight of a figure in the distance. This was supposed to be my world, my dream. As I approached the figure, I realised it was my mother, wear
SOFIA Manchester…I got dressed and sighed when I was done dressing. This used to be worn with a happy smile, now, my heart was filled with sadness, regret and disappointment. It wasn’t anger anymore. It was something else. I left the house, the crisp autumn air nipping at my cheeks as I made my way down the street. The familiar sights and sounds of my neighbourhood seemed to fade into the background as I focused on the task at hand: preparing for my move to Manchester.I came back home to prepare. It was now or never. Another day here and I would commit suicide. This was the place my parents were killed, this was the place Olivia had been arrested. Too many bad memories and damn, I can’t stay here any longer. I brought out my clothes and the new bags I bought when I went out. It was now or never at all. I packed my clothes into the bag, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of sadness and nervousness as I did this. I was going to England, leaving behind everything that had once been fami
ALEX Manchester was different…Manchester was blissful…The air in Manchester was very clear; till I could feel it suffocate me. But then I knew one day, I would put an end to all of this. I was living the life that I wanted here. Away from Blake and his Cartel, his mob and the killers and the snare and everything. I had used the money I had to start up something and I would be going back to hockey soon. It was what gave me utmost confidence. And I wouldn’t toss it away. She still didn’t want to have anything to do with me. I took it upon myself to stalk her in a healthy manner. I was there when she left for work and I was there when she was back. It was one thing that gave me joy, it gave me this push. I knew that one day, she would hear me out and would forgive me. I made a conscious effort to respect her space. It was hard to process that fact and I wanted to give her time but then one day, I would make sure I walk up to her again. Everyday, I couldn’t deny the pull she had o
Sofia’s POVIt was my wedding day.I looked in the mirror, my eyes trailing down the seam of my long white dress that was probably more expensive than half of the attires in my closet. The dress was gifted to me by my fiancé's father, whom I never met. In fact, I was just knowing his name today when my step father gave me the dress and revealed to me the family I was getting married to. The family of Blake Crow of the Crow Cartel, the most brutal mob in this part of the world.But I wasn’t going to marry him, I knew that for sure. I had my whole life ahead of me and I would be damned if I allowed my stepfather, who has treated me badly ever since our mother died, to spoil my life right when I was in the middle of a murder investigation. My mother and father were killed at the same spot in New York City, which was ruled as an awful coincidence even though the last time I ever saw them together was the day that they got divorced when my twin sister and I were 12 years old.When they tol
Alex’s POVI took the last sip of the shots in front of me, closing my eyes as I welcomed the burning sensation in my throat as it went down my system. I was through a bottle of bourbon and three shot cups and just like that, I was ready for the day. I was going to walk down the aisle today and get married to the lady I had never met because I wanted my father to finally step down from his throne as the Crow Cartel king and give it to me. I wasn’t the one that was supposed to inherit it when my father stepped down. It was supposed to be my brother and now that he was dead, I was next in line.Ever since I was a kid, I had always wanted it, and for most of my life I thought I was never going to get it. Now, it was happening for me and I was celebrating with alcohol, my best friend since before I was of age. All it took for my father to agree to give me the crown as the king was to get a fiancée and get married with a two weeks deadline. It wasn’t a problem because I had a lot of women
Alex’s POVThe strobe lights flashing in front of me made me squint as I arrived at the nightclub, which seemed to be a popular hotspot in New York. I opened the door and got down, my eyes getting used to the lights before I looked in. It took me less than a day to find out everything about Sofia Griffin, the girl that ran away from my wedding. I had everything memorized, from her childhood friends to her favorite color. I just needed to find her now. I put on my shades to cover my blood shot eyes because I had a lot to drink before I got on the flight from Sicily to here, and I was feeling sick but I wasn’t going back to my hotel before I met her.I found out why she had ran away. She was in the middle of a murder investigation about her parents, so I chose to go through that route. I was going to be the friend she needed here, and then I was going to completely destroy her from within before I killed her. I wished I had something better to do but I didn't. I wasn’t going to get what