Chapter 11: Poverty Cannot Enter Prosperity, Pure Hearts Won't Mislead Beauty
(Sophia's POV)
I stared at the door long after Alessandro had left, my mind racing with confusion. What was his game? His words echoed in my head, contradicting themselves at every turn.
"I'm protecting you," he'd said, right before challenging me to escape.
He claimed to be keeping me safe, yet he'd terminated my pregnancy without my consent. He'd unlocked my chains but threatened to kill me if I failed his twisted challenge.
None of it made sense. I rubbed my wrist where the chain had left angry red marks. The documents he'd left lay beside me—my passport, driver's license, credit cards. All the tools of freedom, yet I felt more trapped than ever.
Alessandro had mentioned that I'd killed Vincent and
