Novels by Sophia Bloom

ELAINE’S POVI looked to the side and people dressed in white surrounded me, touching and asking questions I couldn't hear. Wait a minute… Heaven? Did I actually die and go to heaven?My lips curled into a smile and I relaxed. The dream of my mother finally made sense, that was why…"She's awake." A tiny voice gasped and a face appeared above me.It was a woman with dark hair and a stethoscope around her neck. She was still speaking but I barely heard a word.So I wasn't in heaven but a hospital.I opened my mouth but what came out was a dry rasp that I didn't recognize as my own voice."Don't try to talk yet." She was already reaching for something, and then there was a straw at my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and took a small sip.“That's good,” she said cheerfully. “You're doing amazing.” I turned away from the straw to the person on my other side. It was a man with glasses and a clipboard in his hand, he looked at me over his glasses."Hello, Miss Elaine.” He greeted chee

ELAINE’S POV They dragged me like I weighed nothing which was almost funny, considering what Richard had said about my weight not twelve hours ago. My feet scrambled against the floor and I twisted against their grip but it was useless. “Let me go!” I screamed until my throat felt raw but they didn't even act like I was talking. It didn't help that I was blindfolded and I couldn't even tell where they were leading me to. “Please, I'm begging you!” I tried again, my eyes welling up with tears. “You don't want to do this.” One of them tightened their grip around my arm and hissed. “Walk, lady!”My heart was pounding too fast and my breath was coming out in harsh puffs. My feet scrambled against dirt and gravel.The smell of the air hit my nose and I realized suddenly that we were outside. But why? “Stop.” One of them said gruffly and pulled me to a stop. “We're here.”The blindfold was taken away from my eyes and I slowly blinked, my surrounding coming into focus. My heart plum

ELAINE’S POV “Damn, it's worse than I thought.” I winced at the state of the engine and shook my head. There was only one thing to do now. I called Stanley and for the first time, it went straight to voicemail. “Weird.” I muttered, deciding to call an Uber when someone wrapped an around my throat from behind and pressed a damp cloth against my face. I screamed and clawed at the hand holding me but my legs were starting to get weak and my vision blurry.“Night night.” A rough voice spoke beside my ear and my legs face out completely. My head hit the hard ground and then everything went dark. *******When I opened my eyes, everything was groggy and I felt like throwing up. I realized I was in an abandoned building of some sort, there was a single lightbulb illuminating the whole space.And I was sitting on a creaking wooden chair. My arms and legs were tied, and there was a cloth shoved tightly into my mouth.The panic started again and my chest was drumming too fast. I was tryin

ELAINE’S POV My throat ached where his hand had been. I shakily reached for the small tabletop mirror on my desk and lifted it to check the spot. A curse slipped past my lips at the bright red marks all over my neck, they were shaped like fingers.Richard's fingers. I still didn't know what to think of his threats but at least I had him. There was hard proof of his infidelity and now, physical assault. Without wasting time, I pushed myself up to my feet and called the lawyer. It kept taking me to voicemail and the anxiety in my chest rose. “Come on, Robert.” I whispered as I called him for the fifth time. “Pick up.”He finally did and I nearly sighed in relief. “Mrs. Williamson?”"I need the letter tonight," I rushed out, clutching the phone tightly. “I have hard proof now along with some other things. But I need to get that letter this night.” He didn't say anything for a moment. "Elaine, I said by tomorrow morning. You can't rush-""Tonight, Robert." I pressed two fingers gent

ELAINE'S POVBy the time it was late into the afternoon, I took a screen break and was stretching when the door opened. “Hey, baby.” My breath was knocked out of my lungs. I turned around slowly, shock morphing into anger at the sight of him. Richard stood in the doorway with a bunch of flowers in one hand and a cluster of balloons in the other.I stared at him."You're working." He said with a laugh. "It's a festival day, Elaine. The whole city is outside and you're in here with the blinds half-drawn like-”I scowled at him, my fingers curling into a fist. "What are you doing here, Richard?”"I came to see my wife." He set the flowers on the desk. "Come out with me, babe. Outside is more lively.”I looked at the flowers on my desk and I felt something rise in my chest. "Stop talking and answer my question.”His grin cracked for a moment but he recovered quickly. “What's wrong?"I stared at him in awe, scoffed and shook my head. “What's wrong? You're going to pretend like nothing h

ELAINE’S POVWhen I woke up, there was a knot at the back of my neck and my legs felt like jelly. I realized that I had slept on the floor throughout the night and I bit my bottom lip as the memory of the previous night flashed through my mind. “It wasn't a dream then,” I muttered to myself, shutting my eyes and raking my fingers through my hair. My mind was made up already. I was divorcing Richard and today was the day I would do it. I moved through my morning routine, making sure that the door was locked. I wasn't sure how I would face him once I walked out of the room.But I would do it. Once I was dressed and applied light makeup, I went downstairs not knowing what to expect. The living room was empty, so was the patio and Richard's car was not in the driveway either. He left. But to where? Cassandra, probably. I shook my head, pushing the bitterness coiling in my chest. “Makes things easier, I guess.” I muttered to myself and pulled out my phone, dialing. Stanley answer