"Look! Do not try to be what you are not. It is not worth it."
He said, not knowing he just gave an advise.
Sofia could only land him a severely deep frown.
"Is that what happened to you? That you used me?"
Before he could tell his own lie, the pain from his stomach, as a result of his
bleeding, sent a signal to his brain that if he did not get treated soon, he knew the rest. There was no need to clearify that.
Sofia looked at him pitifully. It seems he was not enjoying the feeling of the pain after all. She looked in the distance of the stairs that led out of the basement.
Didn't Jack's know where the first aid kit was? Why was he taking so long?
Then she sighed in defeat. She looked one more time at Demona. He had suffered enough from this pain, she told herself.
So she went over to one of the cupboards, and brought out the first aid kit, kept behind the remaining things in the cupboard.
