I froze. I turned to look at Damien.
"I don't remember I had a dog before…"
I lied.
Damien was taken aback. He changed the topic. "Sophia, don't worry about it if you can't remember it.No need to think back on it. It isn't a good memory."
I entered my room. Before Damien could come in, I closed the door.
Leaning against the door, I pulled up my phone to log into the account. I knew that my parents had a social media account to record my growth.
"Sophia…" Outside, Damien didn't leave.
He seemed to have a lot of things to say.
But I didn't want to hear any of it.
"Sophia… I'm sorry. I know that it's too late now, but I…"
"Mr. Coleman, Ms. Turner fell from the attic. It seems serious."
Damien hadn't finished talking, but Juliet had already made a move.
Her way of fighting for affection was petty.
As expected, Damien went to check on her.
He was busy
