บททั้งหมดของ THE WRONG TWIN BETWEEN MY THIGHS: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONESophia's POVI did not waste time. I knew Adrian would be tracking my phone, so I grabbed it along, entering the car quickly. My sunglasses protected me from the sun and it disguised me, just a bit.The coffee shop was barely full now. “Hi,” I smiled at the Barista. “Can I have an iced chocolate matcha?”“Coming up,” the young boy said. I went to the seat at the very back of the store with my drink and sat down.I just had to wait for the perfect moment now. Soon it came. The barista went to the back and the coffee shop was empty. I dropped my phone on the table, removing the SIM card. My car keys were clutched in my hands and I walked outside, heading for 5th Avenue quickly. It would be a long walk, but it was better than Adrian tracking me there. I threw my keys and the SIM card into the dredge, satisfaction gleaming in my heart.Damien is sitting down with his back towards me, in a dark jacket and a face cap covering his hair. I patted his back as I got his tab

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREEDamien’s POVI pushed open the room door slowly. “Sophia?” I called into the darkness.She was curled up in a ball, on top of the sheets. She had not changed her clothes, and even in the darkness, I could see her tear stained cheeks.“Hey baby girl,” I soothed, closing the door behind me. “Is everything okay?”“I am so sorry about this,” she cried. “Please don't hate me.”“Never,” I hissed. “I could never ever hate you for something like this. What is wrong? Did I do something?”Sophia sat up in bed. “No you didn't. It's honestly just me. I cannot for the life of me, understand why I feel this way. I am shaking so much, and I cannot stop crying. I should be happy. Why am I not happy? Why do I feel like this?”I say down at the edge of the bed gingerly. “I think it's shock. You left the town you know, your family behind.”“No, it's not—”she sighed heavily. “It's not that. I feel horrible. Scared.”I knew that feeling. “Its probably just shock,” I replied, trying t

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE : THE HONEYMOON PHASE Sophia’s POVIt has been three blissful weeks. I woke up, sometimes in Damien's arms, sometimes to breakfast. He always slept with me, and we would talk till the first person felll asleep. I remembered the first time I saw him sleeping. He looked so peaceful, like an angel. Breakfast was always phenomenal. Everyday, I get a spread of pancakes or waffles, a lot of eggs and bacon on special days. We would eat on the porch sometimes, then he would work all afternoon. During those times, I would either read a book or see a movie.I learnt a lot of things about Damien. His love for jazz music, so passionate about it. He said it called out to his old soul. He loved cross world puzzles and we spent most evenings after dinner playing them, with me losing every day.He taught me how to cook. Roasted chicken, mashed potatoes. He has a secret talent he hated admitting, one that caused me to freeze in shock.“No way,” I gasped, looking at the huge port

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: ADRIAN’S BREAKDOWNAdrian’s POVI grabbed my half glass of whiskey, downing it. “So, tell me,” I said. “Any news?”Marcus and Charlie and silent, exchanging looks with one another. “Boss, we haven't found her.”I bob my head. “How long has it been?”“Six weeks.”Six long weeks. The glass flies out of my hands. “In six weeks, Sophia disappeared from my town. My house, my fuvking life,” I screamed. “My entire life has gotten ruined, and you,” I pointed at Marcus, “you cannot find a little woman?”Marcus shrugged. “I don't think she acted alone, Boss.”“That is hukkshit and you know it,” I retorted. “Sophia barely had friends.”Marcus balked. “I am sorry.”“Get out,” I hissed. “I don't want to see your stupid face anymore, get out.”The door slammed behind him. I grabbed another glass, pouring myself a drink again.“You should slow down on that,” my teammate and close friend, Charlie said. “You're already in so much trouble.”“Tell me, just how much trouble can I g

: THE UNEXPECTED PREGNANCY 2Sophia's POVI never knew how hard it was to avoid someone you stayed with.Damien gave me space. He brought me my meal in bed, and even when I didn't eat any, he would take the plate out carefully, them raise the covers over me when he thought I was asleep.I could not stop crying. Tears fell down my face at every corner, especially in the shower where it could be drowned out by water, but I had to do the right timing today. Three days. Three days of not eating, of barely sleeping.I stepped out of my room for the first time, feeling so small. Damien had been sleeping in his own room, and i missed him so much. I needed him.“Sophia,” he gasped when he saw me. “Are you okay?”The tears came pouring. Damien got up from the couch, and he pulled me to him.I rested my head in his chest, silent sobs leaving me. “I am so sorry,” I cried. “I didn't mean to.”“Shh, baby,” Damien repeld, stoking my hair. “You never need to apologize to me for anything at all. Oka