Lahat ng Kabanata ng After the Divorce : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

Sophia’s POVThe moment I booked the flight, I only had one question sitting in my mind. Was this a mistake?Ever since I landed and gave the driver my mother's address, I couldn't control the uneasiness I felt under my skin. Heading back home might be the moment a lot of people have been dreaming for, but not for me. Because it didn't feel like home anymore. Not since the wedding. I didn't even attend the freaking wedding because I wasn't ready to meet my stepfather. I exhaled slowly, closing my eyes for a brief moment as I wondered if I had truly made a mistake. But coming here was way better than remaining where my memories with Jean would continuously haunt me. “Miss, we’re here.” The driver’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I blinked, straightening slightly as I looked up.The house stood exactly where it always had. I didn't change one bit, and the fact that something still felt familiar about this place warmed my heart a bit.“Thank you,” I murmured, pushing the door

Marcus’s POVThe second my thumb brushed against her lips, I knew I had crossed a line. And the worst part was that It didn't start there, It started the moment she walked through that door yesterday… looking like something fragile had just been shattered inside her.She was trying too hard to hold herself together, to not crumble and break down, and I should have kept my distance. I should’ve treated her like what she was—Diane’s daughter, but the first thing that crossed my mind when I saw her was how do I make her feel better. I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand over my face as I leaned back against the wall, replaying the moment my thumb brushed her lips again. The way she froze, the way I didn't pull fast enough, the way she ate her meal quickly and bolted. I’d made it worse by just standing there.This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She was Diane’s daughter, the same daughter who hadn’t even shown up to the wedding, the one Diane had described as difficult. Stubborn. Spoiled

Marcus’s POVSophia, standing in between a flustered blonde and a red-head, touched the base of her neck as a pink flush appeared on her cheeks. “Yes,” her voice sounded so soft. “He’s my stepfather, Marcus.” The redhead checked me out. Including the blonde as well. Then they both shook their heads for some sort of reason that didn’t cross my mind. “Unbelievable,” the redhead mumbled, giving her head another small shake. “He looks young enough to be your elder brother.” “Or your boyfriend.” “Kyla!” Sophia exclaimed. “What? I’m just blurting out what’s on my mind.” Sophia rushed forward, pressing both palms against each other as she winced. “Marcus, I’m so sorry. My friends can be a handful sometimes,” she added with a faint smile. She looked quite..different today. Her dark hair was in a high pony tail, but a few strands framed her face, dancing on her features as the wind blew. Her eyes weren’t as hollow as the first time I met her. I guess returning home is another remedy