#Chapter117
Sofia's POV.
I sat on my bed waiting for him but he didn't come, he actually didn't bother me again like he promised so after a couple of minutes later I went downstairs with a blanket. I covered him with the blanket and stared at him.
/"Why can't you love me like I do./" I whispered tears running down my cheek as I gave him a goodnight kiss on the forehead.
/"What do you mean?/" He asked and I jumped back.
/"Weren't you supposed to be sleeping?/" I questioned and he sat on the couch.
/"How can I sleep when you not sleeping?/" He asked. /"I know you angry with me but I'm really sorry. I know I hate your stepfather but that didn't give me the right to say you were raised by a rapist./"
/"Since when do you not sleep when I'm angry?/" I was trying to change the subject about Martin.
/"I really don't, even when you made me so angry that day by thinking of leaving with Elijah-/"
