Sofia’s POV The teacher had then taken me out of the class and escorted me to the girls washroom. And there, she had then asked me if I knew what a period was. I shook my head immediately while staring at her nervously with my heart pounding hard against my chest. No one had even spoken to me about it at that time, and we haven’t been taught that in school yet. I didn’t know what to make of that then and I had automatically thought it was a disease, right until the teacher who was a young woman who was in her early twenties had taken her time to explain all what it was about to me, before she then decided to inform me that I had managed to get my clothes stained with it since I had suddenly gotten it in the middle of school.To say that I had been embarrassed would be an understatement. The teacher called for assistance from the bay room and a young woman there had handed a tampon to me, a new underwear which still had it tag on it before showing me how I was supposed to make use of
Sofia’s POV I rolled unto my tummy and yawned a little into the sheets before unconsciously scratching and rubbing my face absent mindedly into the soft material of the bedsheets, my limb feeling heavy as I finally forced myself to turn around until I was lying on my back once again, right before I blinked my eyes open and stared straight into the empty spot on Luca’s side of the bed.I pulled out my left hand from beneath the bedsheets and rubbed my fingers against my eyes for a few seconds before covering my mouth with my hand and yawning directly into it. Turning around until I was laying on my back and staring into the ceiling, I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, as I allowed my mind to start to slowly wander around.I moved my right hand which was beneath the sheets around a few times until it was patting against the lower part of my stomach lightly, the fact that I had slept like a baby without waking up for once throughout the middle of the night, and don’t remember
Sofia’s POV I could remember the cake tasting like sand on my tongue on that day and how I had washed it down with the fruity champagne on the table. That was the first day I had taken champagne as well, because I’ve never been allowed to drink it back at home because apparently I was still too young for an alcoholic drink.The champagne hasn’t tasted alcoholic one bit– not that I had a clear idea of what alcohol tastes like, but I had a hunch that it was going to be tasting really horrible, with how sharp and strong it smells. I was almost sure that even if alcohol had been in the drink, that it wouldn’t be more than one level of it. I had been too worked up to put in something in my stomach other than water because of a lot of things, the first reason on the list was the fact that Luca was by my side throughout the whole wedding event and that alone had kept me really nervous, and I had jolted and tried my very best not to brush my bare arm against the fabric of his suit jack
Sofia’s POV I leaned more forward on my seat and started plastering my palm on the side of the cup, loving how the hotness of tne glass up was sinking into the light skin of my palm and sending a tiny zinging feeling into the tip of my fingers.“Um, Sarah?” I called out slowly and watched as Sarah turned around and stared at me inquiringly. I picked up my cup of coffee and took a large sip first, allowing the hot liquid to scale my tongue even more and slid down my throat, right before I started to speak after placing the cup of coffee on the counter once again.“Where is Luca?” I asked in a small voice and she answered immediately, not hesitating nor pausing to analyze her answer.“Oh? He’s in his office.” She replied and I blinked a couple of times, biting on the left side of my lower lip.“He doesn’t go out on a Sunday?” I asked Sarah once again after a few seconds and watched as Sarah turned around on her seat until she was staring fully at me.“He does, sometimes. Sometimes,
Sofia’s POV I ducked my head a little, breaking eye contact with her in that one move. It was weird.It felt really weird, hearing these same words that nobody has ever said to me until this very moment – these same words which I had been praying and hoping for throughout the years, ever since I became sensible as a child.I wasn’t going to be taking her up on her offer though, because what was it that I was going to be speaking to her about?About how I hated being married and how I wished I would be able to further my education… how I wish I can leave this cursed country who has chosen to still remain in the back when it comes to equality between both genders.About how I wish I was still at home and not here? About how I missed my brother so much, it’s starting to weigh me down day in, day out.I lifted my head up and locked eyes with Matilda’s once again and she smiled at me for a few seconds, a gesture which only managed to calm down a little of the huge storm brewing in m
Sofia’s POV Our eyes locked and my lips fell open for a few seconds until he broke the eye contact and lifted his phone which was in his hand and placed it against his ear– which was finally when I stared down at my feet and puffed out a harsh breath, knowing there was no way in hell I’d be able to actually say what I had planned to come say in here in the first place.“I’ll see you later.” Luca’s voice washed around me and I glanced back up to find him watching me while still on the phone.“Fuck off, James.” He said with a small snort and I noticed the way a small smoke tugged at the side of his lips before he finally pulled the phone away from his ear and placed it on the big desk, and I jolted on noticing that he was already done with with whoever it was that he was speaking to on the phone.My finger was still on the door knob and I knew just how slow and dumb I must be appearing to him right now.I am so pathetic.I pulled my finger off the door knob and rubbed the sweaty fi
Sofia’s POV I puffed out a harsh breath, trying not to get too loud as the breath sloshed out of my lungs due to the amount of level my nervousness currently was.What if he changes his mind and decides that I shouldn’t paint anymore?What if he gets angry at me and just does something to me right now?What if he…“A room…” He started to say in a low voice and I shivered a little, wishing I could take back those words about me needing a room to myself.Why did I ever expect that Luca would be nice enough to give me a whole room all to myself, after agreeing to give me permission to proceed with my idea of getting painting equipment and starting to paint.If that wasn’t asking for too much, I don’t know what that is.“You can have one of the rooms downstairs. Ethan and Ryan would set the room up for you tomorrow.” I whipped my head up and stared at him wide eyed, not believing what my ears had just heard.He agreed?He gave me one room to myself?“Oh, thank you, thank you!” I g
Sofia’s POV Once he had given me permission, I proceeded to ask him if I could have a room for myself, for paintings and the like, to avoid messing up anyplace apart from the room I’d be given.I had also been surprised when he didn’t try to argue with me and had just accepted and informed me that he’d give me a room downstairs. I puffed out a small breath, a tiny smile playing across my face as I started to turn back around and make my way up the stairs. Once I got up the stairs, I pushed the bedroom door open and got into it before pushing the door close behind me and wincing a little when it had closed way too loudly behind me.I patted my pants pockets for my phone and felt my heart skip a beat on finding my pockets empty. I glanced around the room and quickly glanced towards the bed side table of my side of the bed to find the table empty of my phone. I quickly started to rack my brains before remembering that my phone was on one of the couches in the sitting room, and that I