Sophia POV
Sophia paced her room like a caged animal. How dare he think she was a traitor? She’d just been through a traumatic experience, and now, she was being punished? He should be grateful she had saved his sister from being taken!
Her hands clenched into fists as she muttered under her breath, cursing Alessandro in every language she knew, in English and Italian. The walls seemed to close in on her. She couldn’t take being locked up like this. Not without answers. Not without the truth.
As her eyes darted around the room, they finally fell on the window. An escape. It was risky, but it was better than staying here, waiting for Alessandro to figure out that she wasn’t his “rat.” She wasn’t going to sit in here and wait to be blamed for things she didn’t even do.
Without hesitation
