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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 looked at me with so much admiration, it made me blush. "Oh my god, you are so pretty!" she squeaked, clasping her hands together. "Look at her hair, Greg! It’s like a shampoo commercial! Are you really okay? I heard you got shot right in the chest! That's so intense! Are you going to have a scar? I bet it’s a cool scar. I’m Sofia, by the way. I’m fourteen, and I already know I’m going to be a world-famous fashion designer." "Sofia, let her breathe," Greg said, stepping forward with a much quieter, shy smile. "Hi, Elena. I'm Greg. Welcome home. Sorry about her, she talks a lot."

Victoria was grateful for her family, feeling a pang of envy towards the original owner of her body, which only fueled her desire for more. "Victoria!" Sofia called out. "We have to head to the venue now." She glanced at her parents and greeted them with a smile. "Hi, I'm Sofia." "You're absolutely stunning," Sabby remarked. "I'm a huge fan of yours, Miss Sofia. I've seen almost all of your movies," Emmanuel added. Sofia blushed and could only manage an awkward smile. Despite being billionaires, Emmanuel and Sabby spoke like regular people. "Thank you so much," Sofia replied.

he murmured, "we face it together. You and me against the world, remember?" Sofia nodded, drawing strength from his presence. "You and me," she agreed. As they stepped out into the bright afternoon sun, Sofia squared her shoulders. She was Sofia Russo, daughter of Marco Russo, lover of Luca Moretti, and a force to be reckoned with in her own right. Let the Rossi family try their best. They had no idea what was coming for them. The game was about to change, and Sofia was ready to play. With Luca by her side, she felt invincible.

"Look at yourself. Look at what you’ve become. A Queen without a crown, hunting a ghost in a graveyard. Is this the freedom you promised him?" "I promised him a world where he didn't have to look over his shoulder!" Sofia shouted, spinning around, her hands glowing. She blasted a mirror to her left, then another to her right. The sound of shattering glass was like a symphony of screams. "Show yourself! If you’re so proud of being the 'First’s' pet, come and face me!" (ZILO’S POINT OF VIEW)

Tye replied eagerly and Sofia chuckled. “Well, in the beginning, there was a big girl named Sofia, and she had this belief about love, which her Abuela had taught her: Sparks fly when you meet your one true love-” “-How?” Tye asked. This was the first of many interruptions Sofia would come to experience. “I don’t know,” Sofia exhaled uncomfortably. She was already getting scared that this would be a lot harder than it had seemed. “When your hands come in contact I guess-”

I will become the most powerful emissary and we will no longer have to depend on this shop, wait, grandmother. Des annees se sont ecoulees, je suis un Hero de E-rank et le plus fort emissaire de mon village, Sofiya. I've trained every day, there's no emissary school in this place, so I have to train by myself or with other emissaries passing by.

Sofia declared, her expression betraying a hint of boredom as if Kat's presence was nothing more than an irritating inconvenience. Kat, taken aback by Sofia's sudden display of assertiveness, found herself at a loss for words. The girl who had once been the target of their ridicule and cruelty had now emerged with a voice of her own, a voice that commanded attention and respect. Sofia's transformation both shocked and intrigued Kat, her eyes widening in disbelief.

She thought. “Mummy…!” Sofia called out, her voice breaking slightly. Realizing she might be lost, she started crying, when she heard a voice behind her. “Are you a lost, kid?” Turning around, she came face to face with her idol, Andreas Leonardo. “Mr. Andreas…” Sofia exclaimed, forgetting that she was crying a while ago. Andreas chuckled softly at the child's quick change of countenance. “Yes. I'm Andreas. What's your name?” He asked as he crouched in front of her.

The prime minister revolted for no apparent reason and tried to seize the monarch's power. Sofia begged the Queen of Grandia Kingdom, Queen Carina, to save her country. They were a friend at Diamante Academy, and she didn't have any choice left. Feeling hopeless and was forced to the edge of a cliff, she sought her out. Sofia bowed her head, suppressed her tears, and pleaded with Carina to be allowed to enter the Grandia's Imperial Harem as a concubine.