The two stood in silence. Sophia was playing with her keyboard boredly as she made her character in the game walk around in circles by the lake. All the while, she was thinking about Irene, whom she had met earlier that day.

Irene… is literally like a magical bird in the sky.

She is a magical bird, and I am only a wild chicken.

To Michael, I am replaceable. I am probably someone he could get rid of anytime!

Beast continued to stand by Sophia’s side in silence as well. Occasionally, he would move a little to prove that he was still there.

Beast finally asked, ‘Unhappy?’

Sophia replied, ‘Yeah.’

‘What’s the matter?’

Sophia poured herself a glass of milk. After finishing it off, she typed, “I’ve been tomb sweeping all day. I feel down.’

After a few seconds, Beast replied, ‘When you think about the fact that it’s a holiday today, you won’t feel down anymore.’

 

Off screen, Sophia laughed out loud. If Beast knew that I was Sirius, who had killed him before, we’ll see if he is still happy.

Sophia replied, ‘I went tomb sweeping with my husband today and met his first love; tell me if that wasn’t heavy.’

 

Harry rested his hand on the keyboard and watched as the beautiful young warrior typed out sentence by sentence.

‘He’s locked himself in the study ever since we came home.’

‘His first love was really beautiful.’

Harry had a rough idea of what had happened; no wonder Sophia wandered around for over an hour in the game.

First love?

Was Sophia talking about Irene?

If everything had gone smoothly, Nathan would’ve had a sibling of his age

ever since that

Irene, but Harry knew it didn’t mean that he had forgotten about

of her, why did he even bother bringing

her and replied, ‘As a man, he would always remember his first love, but you are the only one in his

wine from the cellar and poured herself a glass. It

bitter. Why do

a blazing fire burning from her lips to her stomach as it penetrated into her heart. In an instant, she felt a pain in her heart; after the heat was

this was the advantage

drinking the wine, Sophia’s face became

to Beast as if he was a dumpster. ‘Tell me, do

to herself. ‘How would men have

pregnant wife, getting her pregnant in the process. Joe didn’t even care about the child that

had back then when he said, “I vow to love you forever, and I will

Love? Hmph!

the words Sophia

to me? Is he not afraid that I

didn’t know what to reply. When he finally figured out his lines,

computer and gulped another mouthful

of coldness and numbness, but shortly after the numbness, the heart wrenching feeling would strike

wine glass after another as she was trying

that Michael had simply bought her to take care of Nathan; all this

aware that she shouldn’t crave for anything, but

had too many

drunk Sophia felt her world being turned upside down. Suddenly, she had the urge and courage to talk to Michael. She wanted to leave him before she fell too deeply

any energy. As she wobbled to the door but was unable to open it, she

she rushed toward her cupboard and found the love letter she had written for

letter she wrote for Michael had somehow changed in colour; the

love letter read, ‘I am

Love? What

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