Sophia
Regrets, I fail to hide.
I waited, holding my breath. What is the name of the seven wonders that were up with him?
If he had found something to pin me with, at least he should say something.
“You didn't wait for me, did you?” He asked once he was laughing.
I didn't answer, just watched him, he was drunk, almost dead drunk.
I wished he were dead.
“Sophia, I found out today…that I'd been monitored,” he slurred his words, and I couldn't help the feeling of nausea as my guys twisted in irritation.
“Don't you deserve it?” I asked silently, my voice was shaky.
“I don't think I do, Sophia, none of this…none of this is my fault.”
What a load of bullshit.
I stood up; it was useless trying to talk to someone who had drunk himself into a stupor.
I started walking away when his hand
