Sophia settled on the edge of Paula's bed, her heart still pounding from the intense encounter he had with Logan a few minutes ago. She had never imagined she would go that far to hitting him. She could still feel tiny stings on her palm.
It wasn't the slap that was gnawing at Sophia's conscience; to her, it was a well-deserved act to set things right with how Logan would address her father, but it was the look in Logan's eyes, the fury and the hurt that mingled within him.
Sophia closed her eyes, her mind replaying the scene repeatedly. Will they ever return to their former cute, lovin’ self? Things had been going on so smoothly until Jonathan popped up his ugly head.
Paula had been so sensitive, she sensed Sophia's turmoil, she had always looked at Sophia as a daughter since the fir
