Sophie’s pov

I’m a bit lost for words. A bit startled. A bit dumbfounded. I’m not sure what I should say. Or what I should do.

I’m lost.

I’m confused.

But my heart leaped, twice, three times. I draw air into my lungs and continued to stare into his stormy gaze.

Was he speaking the truth?

The hard veil that had concealed all his emotions behind was torn. Vulnerability.

He was vulnerable.

Which meant, those words were true.

I gasped. Finally, my mind was working back, my body, my reaction. Late reaction, but can you blame me?

For a second there I thought he had frozen me completely.

“Wha-t?” Stammering words…..

He takes a step forward, eating up any bit of space that was left between us. My wet hands are fisted by my sides and my eyes have not left his face not once.

every emotion that crosses over. I needed to see

there is one little flicker of dishonesty and lies, I would be shattered. My heart would not

leveled and he whispered. “I’ve loved you for years Sophie Bell. Even as

shaky breath. My tongue is tied, but my heart beats like a drum in my chest by his

though, I’m finding it difficult to hold air into my lungs. My knees are also weak, and I fear I might topple to them soon if I don’t get

into my own, searching for anything.’ Please

breath hitches and then as I stared into

now?” I asked in soft tone that was

he wait now to tell me so? Why did he bully me in high school

wasn’t making

my jaw bone and he uttered. “Because I can’t keep it to myself anymore. They told me to go slow with you Sophie, but every time I’m in your presence I can’t

soft. Softer than they’ve ever

at me.

chest and my stomach fluttered with tiny

why did you bully me all those

confessed this long ago, maybe then we wouldn’t have gone through so much. Maybe we could’ve been together long before what happened. Maybe then…that tragedy wouldn’t have happened in

he made me go through all this

emotion

dimming with regret. “Because I loved you then but wanted to hate you. I was angry at you. Those words you said to Mila that day…..it haunted me. I didn’t know they held so much weight, but they did. And they turned

best and I wasn’t my best then. I was someone you should’ve hated, hell loathed. I was a fucking bully. You had every right to hate me and keep hating me. Those things I said to you and did were things I regret with my entire being. But there were times where I thought I

we kissed, when I got to be with you, when

days were the best. And

for all those times bullying you and I fully accepted

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