Sophia
The moment the words “Stay away from me” left my lips, a silence heavier than chains wrapped itself around the room.
I had always told myself I wanted to know who killed my mother.
For years, I lived with the ache of unanswered questions.
For years, I vowed that if I ever discovered the truth, I would hunt down the person responsible and make them pay for stealing her from me.
I used to lie awake at night, staring at the cracked ceiling of my little room as a girl, imagining different faces of her killer, sometimes a faceless rogue, sometimes a cruel enemy from another kingdom.
Never once did I imagine it would be him.
Erick. My husband. The father of my unborn child.
How could the goddess be so cruel?
My chest heaved, and before I knew it, tears streamed down my cheeks
