Sophie’s pov

“Are you alright?” Mitch asked in worry, his eyes peering at me through the rearview mirror.

I know I looked like I had seen a ghost and was probably as white as a sheet.

I was still trembling too and clutched my clothes to stop my fingers from shaking.

“In fine. Just feel a little unwell. Can you bring me back to the station?” I move my eyes off his, resting my head on the window as I looked outside.

My thoughts hold me prisoner in my mind and I’m lost wandering in the dark of my mind.

I have no clue what to do.

On how to get myself out of this messy situation.

Mitch doesn’t say another word and drives away. My mind fumbles.

Should I tell Aiden?

He’ll be furious with me for putting myself in that situation in the first place. He’d probably not forgive me too.

And what of Christopher’s threat?

What will happen if I tell Aiden or the police? What does he have on Aiden to put him back in jail for a long time?

Tears trickle down my cheeks as I watch the scenery as we pass by.

“There are reporters up ahead.”

I tilted my head and looked out through the windshield. He was right, reporters were lining the front of the police station.

A few police officers were trying to push them away.

I winced.

Doing this on my own without Aiden nearly had the air in my lungs get stuck.

I felt fear crawling up my spine.

“Can you find another entryway?” I asked Mitch nervously. I didn’t think I would know what to tell the reporters. Aiden would always be the one to respond, and sometimes he didn’t.

If I were to not respond, there was a possibility that they would paint me in an even worse light.

lips nervously,

Mitch apologize while peering at me through the rearview mirror.

him a shaky smile. “Then I guess I’ll be back soon.” I breathed and counted to five

as soon as I was out, the reporters swarmed me.

I shrink.

were sending questions upon questions

Great.

cops try to push them away

why was Mr.

have anything to do with you?”

Xavier do

and answered. “Questions will only be getting answered by

relief when the cops managed to stop the swarm of reporters at the door.

over to the woman behind the desk and asked her permission to see officer Peter. She sends me to him

to see Aiden lounging back in a chair mirroring Officer Peter. His back was facing me so

fail to notice a tall man standing beside

disbelief, taking a

stood up and whirled around. His frosty

around the tall man and strutting

pulls me in his arms, kissing my neck. “I told you I would get out. I called my lawyer. Everything

and my blood run

wasn’t Christopher who took back his

to throw

really go to Sergio

began to jam

I done?

I stupidly done!

in the scent of me and lets out a breath. “I missed you

damn much. I missed holding you, kissing you-

capture my lips but I swipe my head

wash my mouth and I felt cheap, disgusting, every fucking bad word

above all, I felt like I had

my soul

at

others in the

look convinced that this was the reason I had rejected his kiss but instead of questioning my actions, he only kissed my cheek.

was saying.” Officer Peter collected Aiden’s attention away from

around, holding me in his hold

squirm under Aiden’s unwavering frosty stare.

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