Sophia Lillis Relationships Novels & Stories

The world outside seemed to hum with possibility, a stark contrast to the darkness they had lived in for so long. Eventually, Lily broke the silence. “What are you going to do about Ethan?” she asked, her tone curious but gentle. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. The events of the previous day played through her mind, and she felt a warmth spread through her chest at the memory of his unwavering support. “I’m not sure yet,” she admitted. “We’ve been through so much together, and there’s definitely something between us… but I think we need time to figure things out. I need to make sure I’m not just jumping into something because of everything that’s happened.”

I fired back and turned to leave. "Sophia, right?" she asked, causing me to stop in my tracks. She knew my name? "I'm Hailey. I work with Quinn,". My eyes widened in shock, Leo had mentioned Quinn a lot, they used to be best friends but something made them turn their backs against each other. Nobody knows what exactly happened, all people know is that one day they were best friends and the next they were enemies. "I heard about what Leo did to you, but I don't think that child did anything to deserve this" she reasoned. I couldn't help but agree with her, what was I thinking trying to abort my child?

Nobody argues or even looks like they’ll rather be anywhere else. The front door swings open before we’ve reached it, and Sophia comes barreling out in her dinosaur pajamas, launching himself at me with enough force to nearly knock me off my feet. “You’re back!” Chuckling, I scoop her up. “Looks like someone missed me.” She turns to Lila and gasps. “You look like a princess, Lila.” My girlfriend laughs and does a little twirl that makes Sophie giggle. Lucas appears, looking considerably more composed than his sister. “Hi, Lila,” he says shyly.

This time, Sophia’s fingers brushed the metal with feigned warmth. “It’s beautiful, Lucas. Thank you.” He fastened it to her wrist, his touch lingering. “I want you to know I’m serious. No more lies. No more Luna. Just us.” After he left for work, Sophia grabbed his forgotten phone from the coffee table. The passcode was still his birthday—arrogant, lazy, predictable. She opened W******p, scrolling to the “Upper East Side Gatekeepers” group chat: a circle of Lucas’s business partners’ wives, old-money socialites, and luxury brand executives who prided themselves on weeding out “posers.”

On her third wedding anniversary, Sophia stands beside her husband—only to be erased. Before the entire pack, Alpha Marcus announces that he has found his true fated mate. The cheers are deafening. The betrayal is public. And Sophia, once Luna, is expected to step aside with grace while her replacement, Lila, plays the innocent victim. Marcus pleads for understanding. Lila smiles through false tears. And Sophia, humiliated but unbroken, does the unthinkable—she severs the bond and walks away. But betrayal doesn’t end with rejection. Moments later, Sophia collapses in excruciating pain, poisoned by the very wine Lila offered her. As death closes in, she uncovers the darkest truth of all:

she asked suddenly, her voice hoarse. I lifted my coffee and took a sip. “It’s fine. Just a scratch.” Sophia placed the peeled egg in Noah’s bowl and let out a soft sigh. “I was too emotional last night. I just never knew how to tell you about Noah’s situation.” She looked up at me, her expression so sincere it was almost flawless. “I know those messages would look bad out of context. I already deleted that contact.” Her voice softened. “Lucas, we’ve been married for three years. Don’t you know what kind of wife I’ve been to you?”

She giggled and the boys laughed. "Why are you giggling about?" I snapped. "Guys this is my over-possessive and jealousy husband Nate, CEO of the Blackwell company." She introduced me to them. "Baby, there are my partners, Grayson and Hunter also they are in a relationship." She emphasized the word relationship and just made feel like a dumb person. "Oh right." I muttered and bites my lips. "Yeah, we are, anyway we will be going. I see you later Sophia." Grayson said and she waved at them.

On our first wedding anniversary, my husband's childhood friend, Sophia York, is busy policing what I eat. "This one's too spicy. You can't have it." "This one won't do. It's far too greasy." "This one is deep-fried, too. You can't eat it." She smacks my fork away before taking my glass of orange juice away from me too. Once she's done, all that's left in front of me is a bowl of plain pasta. There are 12 dishes on the table, but plain pasta is the only thing I'm allowed to eat. Looking at me sympathetically, my husband, Ivan Jefferson, picks up a piece of beef that's been rinsed with water and places it on my plate. "Listen to Sophia, okay? She's a nutritionist. Once you recover fr

He says to me, teasing Jasper. Jasper squint his eyes at Silas. “I’m watching you Cohen.” The elevator finally opens and we reached our floor. We began walking along the hallway heading to our own suites when suddenly, "Hey Milo , where's your iPhone?" Lucius asked. My brows creasing. “And why?” Lucius groans under his throat, "Sophia has been bugging me to FaceTime her. She doesn't believe me I'm with you guys. My phone just died on me and now she is probably thinking I am with another woman." He narrates.

Since Trevor loved using my boundaries to indulge his precious childhood friend, I'd like to see how he managed when those limits vanished entirely. I skipped the bachelorette party that night. A little later, my phone screen lit up. Someone had sent me a screenshot of Sophia's social media post. The photo showed her lying on a hotel suite bed wearing a man's dress shirt. She was playing with a dark navy tie. It was one of Trevor's favorites. I'd picked it out for his birthday last year. The caption read: "Some people are just phases in his life. I'm the one he'll end up with in the end."