Christiana's POV
"Who do you expect to see?" Sophia tried to open a conversation in this awkward silence as we followed Ashton blindly to wherever he was taking us.
Our footsteps were the only thing heard in this long hallway along with our hushed voices that I'm sure he was overhearing our conversation, and we kept it minimal.
"I don't really know… I thought I was loved, you know?" I murmured, and she patted my back, offering me a warm smile.
"You were loved, Tiana. Kylie loved you… funny thing Sam and I were your devoted fans," a chuckle crackled through my throat to the air, and she rolled her eyes, joining me.
A moment of silence fell upon us, but Sophia wasn't that kind of person who enjoyed the silence, and neither did I—another thing in common between us. The more I stayed with
