I looked up at her she had me confused
"we are not friends" i gritted my teeth.
"oh natasha, your right, were best friend's"
"BEST" her voice slightly raising.
i pulled myself up from the ground the left side of my body hurting from the impact of hitting the stone floor
"that really hurt" i snapped
standing staring at Sophie she was staring at the cellar door with her hand place on the door as if she was keeping it closed. her face was full of dread
"he killed you before"
her voice sounding gentle, if she was remembering something. if i didn't know better i dare would say she sounded sympathetic.
"did you know that demons aren't born they are made"
"unless their hybrid like breeding ...disgusting things" she spat.
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((SOPHIES POV))
the thought of breedin
