SOFIA.I had never felt more queasy. My insides were coiling, and it felt like my intestines wanted to strangle each other. I sipped more wine, hoping that the sweetness would cut me some slack. But nothing happened. I wanted to turn my insides out. I didn't know I would be this shaken. I thought I was ready. I had practiced.My hands were shaky as I sipped the wine slowly. He wasn't being too harsh. He asked questions like any normal person would. I was being a coward. It'd been eight long years. I didn't know why it still affected me so much. It made me look like I couldn't do without the pity. And I didn't want the pity. It didn't help.When the news spread while we were younger, my classmates became nicer to me. They'd each offer an apple or a sandwich every day, not that I was starving, just to show how much they cared. Olivia would happily collect these and stick them in her bag, while I blatantly refused.My teachers were extra nice too. Asking me if I needed time out of every
SOFIAI sipped my alcohol and looked at the very charming man before me.He was saying, "first things first, Sofia," he paused and continued, leaning in closer to ensure I understood the gravity of his words. "I need to brief my company on this new project. While I may be the head, I can't possibly handle all the groundwork by myself, you know. It has to be done step by step, I would have done it all, but we need help."I looked at me with a mix of confusion and concern. "But Alex, why do you need to involve your whole team? Can't we just work on this together? I mean, you can just tell them to find the files from the police."He sighed, realising that he needed to explain his reasoning more clearly. "Sofia, finding your parents' murderer is not a task that can be accomplished single-handedly. It requires a team effort and resources that only my company can provide. We have access to advanced technology, databases, and a network of experts who can assist us in our pursuit of justice,
SOFIAI had the largest smile on my face as I approached my apartment. I felt like a character in 'Truth or Dare', a horror movie where most of the characters smiled as they killed people. The reason behind my smile was way different though.I strutted toward the door, walking on my tip toe and imitating a model walking down a runway. I had always liked models and their art of work, but I'd never had the patience for it. I twisted my door knob and it just came to me that I locked my door. I guess I was tipsy already. How could I forget that I locked my door with my own hands?I opened my small bag to search for it. I felt a bit dizzy and I was sure it was because of the wine I had. I always vowed and never fulfilled it. I squeezed my face on frustration, my large smile retreating to a bigger frown. "What is the matter with you?" I hit my bag still rummaging my hands inside to grab the key.I needed to get in and fast. My legs were starting to feel sore, and my eyes too. After many dip
ALEX"Good morning, sir." The secretary greeted me and I nodded.I haven't been around the office of the chief security officer since I took on the role of working here. We were in different wings and all through my stay here, I never saw him. I bet he must be surprised to see me here today.I didn't bother to knock the door when I got to the front of his office door, I just barged in and the words of curse he wanted to utter died on his lips when he saw it was me."Mr… Mr Alex?""Good day to you too."He composed himself and smiled. "Sorry. Good morning to you, do have a seat."I nodded and made myself comfortable. The older man was still smiling, "may I offer you some coffee?""No, I'm here for more important issues, please.""All right then. Carry on."I knew the man must view me as a spoiled brat who makes decisions anyhow he likes but he still respects me because I was his boss. And I knew he hadn't told my father I was now working in one of his security companies."I have a new
SOFIAI spread out my legs on the bed more, stretching my muscles to gain comfort. It was so relaxing. It must have been the most relaxed sleep I had ever had in my life since I was given birth to. My head didn't ache, my stomach didn't ache and I wasn't hungry. I wasn't tired either.It wasn't the kind of sleep you'll fall into and be having nightmares. The temperature was just right. And so was every other thing. Olivia wasn't here to mock me. Ronaldo wasn't here to bully me or insult me. I was free to sleep still like every human should.I thought about the times I stayed in Ronaldo's house. I was asked to do the dishes everyday. I became a servant. Although he was fair to us both when we arrived, things just started changing slightly and I began to irritate him. That was the beginning of my woes in that house.Once I fell really ill, and it took a heavy toll on me. After bearing the pain till what seemed like death, I finally opened up to my sister. It was annoying that she didn'
SOFIA Dear New York…I've been here for a while now, I even lost count of the days I've spent here and the reality of my impulsive decision to move here without a plan began to sink in.Yes, Sofia, you made an impulsive decision. I mean, how are you here when you don't have a plan to survive? Ugh.The initial excitement and thrill of starting a new chapter in my life had faded like smoke, it was now replaced by a sense of uncertainty and worry. Graduating from college had been a significant milestone in my life, but it also meant that I was now faced with the daunting task of finding a job and establishing myself in this bustling city.I glanced at the stack of bills on my desk, realising that my savings were dwindling rapidly. I have only eaten restaurant junk food since I came here and that took away almost all my money. Panic started to creep in as I wondered how I would sustain myself without a steady income. The thought of having to rely on nobody for financial support made me f
SOFIAI was so tired. Scanning through the web for jobs and getting my resume updated was tiring.But then, was I supposed to be working my ass out when I had a lot that could be enough for my lifetime? No, I shouldn't but then…I couldn't help but reflect on the immense privilege that had been bestowed upon me. It was all too much, my parents had Olivia and I inind, because this was huge. They left us the trust fund, a safety net that could have easily allowed me to live a life of leisure and luxury. But that was never who I was, nor who they wanted me to become.To even start with, when I was young, I was never one to lay back and do nothing with my life or get attached to glittering things. From a young age, I had always possessed an innate drive and determination to make something of myself.But Olivia, on the other hand, seemed to be more concerned with materialistic things. She tossed it all away and hung on to things that glittered like it would give her all the happiness she d
SOFIAWas I really ready to face my fears? My worst nightmare.I said I was, but could I stand the mere sight of that house again?I sighed loudly. I remembered that house, I remembered it like I was there right now. I didn't need to look into any documents or maps to know exactly where the house was. I knew the street by heart, I knew the way it looked like, I couldn't forget, never could I forget.It had been long since I last set foot in that place, yet the image remains etched in my memory as if it were yesterday. The image wasn't even ready to go, it was like an evil spirit that latched upon me and I repeat that I don't need to look at any document or photograph to recall the address; it was ingrained in my mind, a part of me.I remembered the house vividly, every detail preserved in my memory and now vividly bringing them before me even without the life image of the house in front of me. I could see the white fence that surrounded the front yard, its paint slightly chipped but s