Sophia’s POV
My head is still tilted upward toward the large leaves of the trees. Mesmerized by its beauty and in awe as some leaves fell from its branches onto the ground. How funny and kind of poetic. As right now, Jacob Carter and I are in a bit of a falling out. No. Scratch that.. It is not a ‘bit’ but a lot actually.
Lia was at least happy that our noses almost touched. At least one good thing that happens is that my wolf is in bliss. She is such a softie. It won’t take much to make her happy. While looking at the tree, I suddenly thought of putting myself in Carter’s shoes. To be in his point of view and understand him better this time. Not to just whine within myself.
What if it was me? The one whose little brother or little sister was killed. Then, I suddenly found out at the op
