#Chapter39
Sofia's POV.
I walked to the building and got in. I closed my eyes for a second and prayed that at least my baby doesn't get hurt today. I promise I'll go back to Paris where I had no problems with anything.
/"Make yourself at home./" The man said standing at the back of me and I quickly turned to him. /"Don't be scared I won't hurt you./" He added and I quickly took a few steps away from him.
/"Who are you and what do you want? I swear if it's money I'll ask my friend but please don't hurt me and my child./" I begged the man in the mask and he started laughing.
/"You haven't changed a bit Sofia, and can you believe I made it out alive./" He replied and I looked at his eyes carefully. /"Surprised./" He shouted taking his mask out.
/"You./" I said angry. /"It can't be you, you supposed to be dead. We buried you, we cried and no no. It can never be you./" I shouted crying.
