Can’t Win Me Back

Sophia reminisced about her life. She had lived a glorious life. However, to achieve that, she always had to sacrifice a person to reach a greater height.

Anne Bartley was her first victim. Never had she thought that the woman, who was dead for two decades, would be the nail in her coffin.

Sophia had long regretted killing Anne. Anne didn't have to die. Keeping Anne around wouldn't have affected anything.

However, Sophia acted like she was under a spell at that time. She harbored a strong resentment against Anne. On top of that, she banked on Javier's affection and acted lawlessly, thinking that she could do anything she liked under his protection.

Alas, Javier's love was nothing but an illusion.

Sophia pulled her hair out and held strands of gray hair in her hands. The pain kept her sober. She had finally seen through Javier's selfishness and heartlessness.

He had never loved her. She didn't believe he loved Anne either. Otherwise, why would he easily believe that Anne had taken her own life?

repeatedly mumbled, "Javier Beckett... One day, karma will get you. You'll pay for your heartlessness!

day, Sophia had visitors at the prison. “Kirkman, you have visitors." As Sophia was a convicted felon, she wore handcuffs and ankle cuffs when she was led

eyes, she suffered from a drastic decline in her eyesight. She couldn't make

skeleton with a blank expression. Feeling utterly dejected, she wanted

identity of the visitors who would take the time to visit her.

that separated her from the visitors, accompanied by the

finally focused

pressed her bony hands against the wall with might. She gaped. After a while, she cautiously asked, "L-Lauren? Is that

up when she met Sophia's eyes. The

Lauren nodded.