Sophia's POV
“I believe you have something to tell me,” I broke the silence, staring at the man that I once considered as my father.
Just when I wanted to leave, he had summoned me in. But that cold look in his eyes, was now replaced with something different. Was it remorse? Or an entirely different feeling? Only time will tell.
I watched him rub his jaw, as if suddenly nervous. His eyes darted between the woman sitting beside him before settling back on me.
He cleared his throat, his eyes fixed on me. “Sophia,” he called my name slowly. “All these years, we have always been there for you, treating you like the precious jewel that you really are. Why did you bring this up now?”
I couldn't believe my ears. Why did I bring this up? Why would he even ask that? Isn't it right for me to k
