Novel & Cerita Mom's The Word Sofia The First

the doctor continued. Sofia quickly entered her mother's room. Just as with Luna Elena, Sofia had a role to play. She hugged Elena while shedding tears to look pathetic in Alpha Arthur's eyes. "Mom, how are you? I'm glad you can still be saved," Sofia sobbed, hugging her mother. Elena leaned back, staring intently at a woman who had just entered the room with Alpha Arthur. Her face seemed cold, and she did not hesitate to cast an unfriendly glance at her daughter-in-law.

On the night of Mom's birthday, as she was making a wish under the moon, Dad suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered something. My usually cautious mother, who valued her life above all else, turned around after hearing those words and jumped straight into the pack's silver pit. The silver pit is deadly for us werewolves; only those with a death wish would go there. After Mom died, Dad became infamous. Because Mom was the most cautious person in our pack, her sudden suicide by jumping into the silver pit had to be triggered by Dad's whispered words.

I don't care if he knew or not that she is my girl, well now he got the message" I replied a little pissed at his reaction as I rubbed my temple . "That's why you were in such a bad mood." he said lowly as I ignored him and picked my laptop ready to work. SOFIA POV~ I woke up from my first ever peaceful sleep and stretched my muscles. I rubbed my eyes and looked around to find out that I was alone, last I remembered Matteo and I slept on the bed together well maybe he left. I stood up from the bed and almost immediately my stomach growled loudly reminding me that I slept hungry. I left the bedroom in search of Matteo, I saw him and Santi sitting next to each other as they both plugged earpho

" How is Mother, hope she is ready for her new age celebration. " "Yeah guess she is " Gabriella was overly happy about that and when she was about to stand up Sofia said... " Mum never seen you and Dad kiss before "

she said with a mocking smile. Sophia frowned as she glared at her “Why can't he love someone like me?” “Coz you are Sophia, I heard that he was spotted at the nightclub with Jessica Mondragon, no doubt she is his type,” the lady said and Sophia nodded. That’s right, she was only a simple single mom who dresses casually with no makeup, a mafia wife needs to be sophisticated and hot and Jessica had all those features. “Huuf” she scoffed, it's not like she was interested in him anyways.

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

Sofia says her first word on a Tuesday. Not "Mama" — that would be too expected. Not "Dada" — also expected. She's sitting on the kitchen floor, surrounded by wooden blocks, when she picks up a red square and holds it toward Celeste. "Oak," she says. Celeste freezes. The dog has been gone for over a year. The grave under the fig tree has settled, covered in ivy and wildflowers. We don't talk about Oak the way we used to — not because we've forgotten, but because grief has softened into something closer to gratitude.

“Glossy lips, smudgy eyes. You are not going for subtle. You are going for ‘I know I’m sin and I’m okay with that.’” Aria laughed weakly. “I hate you.” “You love me,” Sofia corrected. “Now go. You’re wasting valuable cock time.” Aria switched back to the front camera. “Seriously, though. Thank you. You’re the best girl I’ve ever had.” “I know… Now shoo.” - - - Sofia’s POV Sofia ended the call and dropped her phone onto the coffee table as a slow smile spread across her face. “Well?” her mother asked from the opposite couch, legs crossed.

In the meantime, our dinner was served, and we ate in comfortable silence. I loved having dinner with her when it was just the two of us. Sofia didn’t ramble on like most women. She was comfortable with the silence like I was. That was why I hated her mother. That bitch never shut up. Sofia ate most of her food quickly, showing she was truly hungry. Her hormones probably kicked up her appetite, and she needed more calories to take care of two people instead of one. She clearly enjoyed her food, which was good because the last thing she needed to worry about was calories and carbs. “Have you thought about names?”

I winced in pain. With another word, he carried him into his strong arms and laid me on the couch. I protested when he tried to remove my heels but I gave up when I saw that he would not take No for an answer. He placed my legs on his lap and began massaging them. I wanted to disappear into thin air. They probably going to think I am always this clumsy. “Is she human?” The mom voiced out, breaking the silence. Oh great, not only does she think I’m clumsy but now a weak creature. Way to go, Sofiya, such an epic way to create a first impression.