Sophia’s POV
“Wake up b***h! You’re not beautiful and important enough to sleep this much. Its time to make my tea,” I was awakened by the piercing voice of Leyla screaming as usual, everything to make my life a living hell. It’s been 5 days since I left the hospital, five days that my husband’s slut is moving me up and down the mansion in his absence , asking me to do all kind of nonsense tasks for her. I’ve been following her like a dog, all the maids have had pitiful looks at me but Leyla… Leyla doesn’t care and will never care.
I opened slowly my eyes and threw a glimpse at the window, it was dark, the sky was fill of clouds and the morning birds had not yet began chanting. My body was completely tired, bruised and on the verge of giving up. Every inch of muscle in me hurt and my min
