William dragged Sophia to the airport, strapping her to the back of his car seat. He had their belongings in the back of his trunk and was also followed by heavy security, Incase anyone or Andrew tried to stop him. William looked from the side of his mirror every few minutes while he drove. He wasn't going to take any chances. They were going to leave the country that day."I see you're so confident now. You even dare to go against my words. That's nice" he smirked, "I have something nice awaiting that attitude of yours in the new place we are going to. I'm sure you'll love being strapped to the ceiling this time" he scuffed.Sophia sat at the back of his car seat. Her mouth and hands were covered and bound. She couldn't move not talk but she managed to mumble something back to him. As William adjusted the mirror to see her clearly while he drove, he could see her clearly then.Sophia had another set of tears rolling down her eyes. William smiled, it seemed the toughness in her hand
Sophia awoke to finding herself in a hospital. She was strapped in with so many needles and could hear nothing but the beeping of the machine beside her. Seated next to her was William. He had bent his head over her feet, he was asleep.Sophia took a moment to look around. Her hospital room looked like a five star luxurious hotel. It would have been an enjoyable escape from William if he wasn't already beside her. She tried to adjust herself in the bed when she mistakenly awoke William."You're up" he said to her in a dry voice. He stretched his body, frowning his face as though his limbs had hurt him. "At least you're alive"His words didn't make much sense to Sophia until she looked down at her stomach. She immediately realized the pain she was feeling from it, "William.. " She looked back up at him. "What happened to my baby?""Your foolishness caused it. You tried to run from me, don't you remember? You should be grateful, I didn't shoot you in the head. Pathetic wench" William r
While Sophia sat packing her bags, she couldn't help but look over at the corner of her room. The baby things she had asked for were all piled up there. Both pink and blue. Sophia recalled what had just happened. She had lost her baby. The child she had as a product of her love for Andrew. It hurt her. Tears rolled down her eyes, causing her to sob again."Sophia, I understand what's going through your head looking through those things.. I'm sorry about it and I know it won't be easy but right, you have to take your mind off it and concentrate on the mission we have ahead"Natalie walked over to her step sister's side, patting her on the back as she squatted to face her. "You'll be fine again"Sophia sobbed some more before nodding age finally standing up. She attempted to walk but fell to the ground. She couldn't walk properly, her abdomen and body was still sore from the 'accident' she had had with William. Natalie rushed to her, "it's alright, I've got you. I'll help you"Together
Sophia sat in the stark white hospital room, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her stepmother, Maria, stood before her, a look of desperation etched on her face.The only solution her stepmother could think of was to marry Sophia off to William Roberts, a wealthy businessman who had been pursuing her for months."Sophia, I know this is difficult, but we have to do something," Maria said, her voice trembling. "Your stepsister needs immediate surgery, and we don't have the money to pay for it. Marrying William Roberts is the only solution."Sophia's eyes widened in shock. "Marrying William?" she gasped. "How could you even think of such a thing? That's insane!"Maria's eyes narrowed as she glared at Sophia. "Don't you understand?" she snapped. "We have no other choice. If we don't come up with the money for your stepsister's surgery, she will die. "Or Is that what you want? She continued. Do you want to lose her the same way you lost your father? He's willing to pay for the surgery
Sophia trembled with fear, on the night of their wedding. She looked at William with confusion in her eyes as he ordered her to strip. She was expecting it but not this soon.What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembling. William looked at her coldly, his eyes steely and calculating."I mean exactly what I said," he replied curtly. "Take off your clothes."Sophia felt a wave of panic wash over her.She had never imagined that he would be so demanding, especially so soon after their marriage. He was even sounding so condescending that she felt she meant nothing more than a prostitute he paid for."I... I don't understand," she stammered, her hands trembling at her sides."Listen to me, Sophia," he said, "I am your husband, and as such, I have certain expectations. You are my wife, and you are here to please me. I expect you to obey me without questions. I only expect you to do as I say. Now, take off your clothes."Sophia hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with fear and confus
Andrew hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak. I didn't know you had a wife," Andrew began. "And the way you're treating her...it's not right. She deserves better than this."William's expression hardened as he turned to look at Sophia, who sat on the bed covering her body with the bedspread. Andrew could sense the tension in the room"How dare you come into my home and tell me how to treat my wife," William spat.Andrew stood his ground, his eyes never leaving William's. "I may not know everything, but I know enough to see that Sophia deserves to be treated with respect and dignity. You can't just ignore her and treat her like she's some kind of possession."William's anger grew as he glared at Andrew. "Sophia is my wife, and I'll treat her how I see fit. Now leave."Andrew looked at Sophia, who avoided his gaze, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. He nodded, knowing there was nothing more he could do. William slammed the door behind him.He moved
Andrew pulled out one of his canvases and presented it to her with a wide grin on his face."This is my favorite piece," Andrew said, his eyes fixed on the painting. "I call it 'The Beauty in Imperfection.'"Sophia smiled as she looked at the painting, taking in the vibrant colors and the intricate brushstrokes. She couldn't help but be drawn in by the emotion it conveyed."It's beautiful. Why is it your favorite?" Sophia asked.Andrew smiled and remained silent for a moment, lost in thought. Then he turned to Sophia and said, "Because it's a reminder that beauty can be found in imperfection. We don't have to be perfect to be beautiful."Sophia smiled.Andrew remained silent for a moment, then he changed the topic. "So, how did you meet William?" he asked, his eyes brightening.Sophia turned away from Andrew as she took a deep breath. She felt her heart rate increase as she tried to steady herself. She felt very uncomfortable with the topic.She turned back to face Andrew, hesitating
As William forced himself on her, Sophia felt her world shatter into a million pieces. She had always believed in the sanctity of love and the power of intimacy, but now she knew that it was all a lie. Tears streamed down her face as William finished, leaving her lying there, broken and alone. She had lost her innocence, and she knew that nothing would ever be the same again. William stood up, straightening his clothes as she lay on the bed, broken and bruised. She couldn't believe what had just happened. "Go clean yourself up," William spat, adjusting himself as he strode towards the door. "And don't you dare leave this room." Sophia lay there for what felt like hours, unable to move or speak. She felt violated and empty, like a shell of the person she used to be. Now she knew that William was nothing more than a monster. As she managed to stand up, her legs shaking, she stumbled towards the mirror. She didn't recognize the face that stared back at her – bruised and swollen, tea