Sophia’s POV
Currently, Edmund and I are sitting on our chairs and having snacks. Edmund was lost in his thoughts, and I knew he is worried about something. We all know that something is Lily the witch. I wish I could do something to help him.
He is a little arrogant, but he is helping me a lot and I wish I could do something to help him. His worry is quite visible on his face but Mr. Grey doesn’t look good in this mood.
Common, it’s in my head only. I will never call him Mr. Grey on his face. Just imagine what he would think about my knowledge of something-something.
I sighed and called him, “Edmund” and he came out of his thoughts and I inquired, “Didn’t you find any way to convince your parents?”
He gulped the drink and started telling, “Sophia, Lily went to meet my mom. She shed s
