Santoro's POVI threw my head back on the car seat and heaved a deep sigh as I tried to catch my breath. I looked out the window at the mansion that once brought me nothing but peace, but now I dread even stepping into the sitting room. Today was such a miserable day for me, and the only thing I need right now is some warm bath, hot food and the comfort of my wife's body. “Oh Sofia!” Her name slipped out of my mouth and I shut my eyes in frustration with my fist clenched together. Sure, I never loved Sofia. But at least she was more endearing. She would never scream at me or make me feel worthless. She never rubbed the help she offered in my face. There was always food at home, and I looked forward to coming home every night. I didn’t realise it then, but now I do. “I miss you terribly,” I muttered to myself, not bothering to keep lying. I finally stepped out of the car and retrieved my suitcase. My eyes fell on the documents on the other seat and I shrugged. This was the reas
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