Real Life Sofia The First Novels & Stories

she threatened, and Sofia fake laugh, before nodding her head like someone was being order by her boss. "So let's go outing, so you can clear your mood. You know I really don't like to see my baby like this," Sofia said, and she was taken aback. After many years, Sofia finally wants to go out with her. They always hang out as friends before Leon showed up. Sofia hasn't been herself, but the real Sofia is back. "Do you mean it?" she asked, covering her mouth in amazement. "Of course, sweetie, I can ride you anywhere you like. As long as you are happy, that's what matters." She said and stood up, dancing.

"Do you want me to get you some food in the cafeteria Miss?" Sofia just shake her head for a no.She wasn't hungry more like she just wants this all to be done because she still needs to find a way to find that guy. After talking to the two nurse in-charge at the infirmary she finally goes home .The earliest ever! She thought that that was the only first time in that day but then she found her mom reading something at the couch looking as regal as before with her jewelries and her Emerald green not that fitted dress.

I find it ridiculous that I can’t decide on a damn cake topper from the catalog in front of me. “Can I weigh in?” A sweet voice from my side draws my attention from thoughts. Sofia tagged along with me today, and I’m happy to have her with me. She’s a sweet girl who is so naive. Sofia lives in a bubble and she believes in a fairytale that I want to tell her is real. However, she’s young. Freshly eighteen and totally clueless about the real world. Sofia is another example of the women in the mafia world. Sofia is surprisingly thrilled to have a baby, but she also believes it’s her only purpose. It’s upsetting to me because I realize how easily I could have been her if my father was still aliv

she replied, her eyes still reflecting her frustration. Josh was taken aback hearing Sofia address Rafael as dad. "Wait, what? Dad?" Josh asked with a raised eyebrow, his voice mirroring his disbelief. He had no idea that Sofia was Rafael's daughter. All this time, he'd assumed Sofia was just a friend of the family, perhaps a distant relative. Darting his gaze from Josh, Rafael sighed as he looked at his daughter, realizing the need to address the situation diplomatically. "Sofia, it's not about controlling your life. I just want what's best for you," he explained, attempting to justify his stance.

His gaze drifted toward the window, and the weight in the room thickened. “Sofie was neglected,” he began, his voice low. “She was taken out of her relatives’ home because they didn’t provide her with basic necessities. No food. No clean clothes. I first met her after her parents died. She was new in town, and I saw her in the park, sitting alone, watching the cars go by. She looked so lost. I became her first friendly face.” My chest tightened. An image of Sofie, small and sad, watching the world go by, hungry for connection filled my mind.

she asked with a sigh and slouched her back. Sofia stood up from where she sat and went to sit beside her bestie then held her hand in hers and gave them a small squeeze. “It's never too much to ask dear… even as a human being when it comes to your dignity and respect, nothing is actually too much to ask” she assured her and Audriana rests her head on her shoulder while she put her hand over her shoulder. “Maybe because it's my first… everything, not first date but he is my first kiss, my first, and I think my first love now” her lips quivered as she spoke and Sofia sighed.

Maybe Sofia just needed Andreas’s arms, his laughter, and the warmth he always wrapped around them both. "Of course, sweetheart," Mia said warmly, standing up. "He’d be so happy to see you. Let me just get ready and we’ll…" "I wasn’t talking about Andreas." Sofia cut her off roughly. The words were quiet, but they shattered the air between them. Sofia's chin lifted stubbornly, her young face pale but resolute. "I want to see my real daddy," she said. "Because Andreas isn’t my real father." Mia’s mouth opened and then closed again uselessly.

A comfortable air settling between them as they talked like civilized people and got to know about the other’s interests, finding them just as fascinating as they asked the other about them. By desert, they were talking about Marco’s love for astronomy and Sofia’s passion for mathematics. “I was a math-wiz,” Sofia chuckled at the memory. “Won countless international competitions and national ones too, I even got a scholarship to study at Princeton and I went there when I was 18.” She had a soft smile over her lips as she began to play around with the desert on her food.

Alexei, completely unrepentant, yelled, “I’m a vampire! Fear me!” Jade finally popped his head out of the cereal box. “Can I have chocolate milk?” “No,” everyone said in unison, except Nikolai, who whispered, “I mean… maybe?” Lorelai hurled a banana at him. It missed. Barely. Sofia just stood there, robe slipping slightly off her shoulder, hair a glorious mess of waves, watching her domestic kingdom spiral into sitcom territory before 9 a.m. This—this absolute circus—was her home. Her ridiculous, loud, fiery home.

Today is Sofia's first ultrasound and I can't help remembering the last day I had with Savannah. This is bittersweet and Sofia understands. Dr. Andreas walks in the room and takes a seat by Sofia. She's an older Latina doctor in her sixties and Sofia loves her. She wanted a doctor who would be accepting of our lifestyle. I wasn't happy when the doctor said Sofia could ride on the back of my bike with a helmet for as long as she was comfortable. No, not happy at all.