Novel & Cerita Walking Dead Sophia Dies

“They are many of them, Sophia. You really killed a lot of people especially your father. That is why his ghost is wandering, even the dead do not want him amongst them.” Sophia got back up. She winced slightly as she got to her feet. Emma scoffed. “You said that you do not feel pain,” Emma taunted. “That is because you have experienced the pain of the angry dead.” “You said you felt no fatigue; the dead also have all the time in the world to fight you. Where else can they go.” “You really have changed over the years, Emma, I will give you that,” Sophia replied. “And you remained the same, even with your pathetic upgrade,” Emma replied coldly. “Nobody wants you, Sophia, you do not matter to

My mother said, laying more emphasis on the 'She' like she knew i didn't believe her. "What"? I heard Flourish gasp, and then the rest of the gang gasped along with her. Now, they were on their feets, more focused on Sophia than ever. In a span of three seconds, the worst thoughts ran through my head. She isn't dead is she? No! she can't be. They said it was just shock. People don't die from shock, do they? As i approached the bed, the greatest sight greeted me, Sophia's eyes were half open, it was as if she was trying to adjust them to the light in the room.

The screen showed the familiar image of Sophia walking through the mansion, her face clouded with determination, her steps quick and purposeful as she made her way toward the front gate. “I saw the footage,” Xender began, his voice quieter now, “Sophia left the mansion late last night. She was heading toward the gates...” Mike’s brows furrowed as he watched the grainy footage play out in front of him. Sophia’s figure grew smaller as she approached the gates, and then, out of nowhere, the flash of headlights appeared. The car came to a sudden stop, and before Sophia could react, a dark figure stepped out of the car and struck her over the head with something hard. She crumpled to the ground,

For a while, it felt peaceful, too peaceful. The next morning, I woke up to shouting downstairs. I threw on a robe and rushed down. Rico, Lena, and Damien were in the main hall. Sarah sat on the couch, looking pale but alert. “What’s going on?” I asked. Damien turned to me. His face was grim. “Sophia moved faster than we thought. She hit two of our warehouses last night. Killed three men. Left a message.” He handed me a phone. On the screen was a photo — a bloody note that read:

It meant that Sophia was dying, and she was closer to death than we had thought. “Elder Alaric, if you can hear my thoughts, it seems that Sophia is dying quicker than we thought. Derek is dying.” I said, hoping they would hear me and get here as soon as they could. Derek was as white as a ghost, his eyes sunken. Lars and Zac had to carry him. “Put him on the sofa.” I said to them. The tea was ready, but it looked like it was going to be hard to get him to drink it.

The nurses came in, They checked up on Sophia. “Oh my, how did this happen?”Roberto questioned as he walked in, acting innocent. “I'm so sorry, we lost her” The nurse declared. Bianca could feel her world crumbling before her, her heart shattered into pieces as she fell to her knees. The nurse covered Sophia with a white blanket after they confirmed her dead. “No! This is impossible” Bianca yells as she pushes the nurse aside. She grabs Sophia's cold and heavy hand.

When I finally reached Sophia's apartment, I didn't even bother with the elevator, taking the stairs two at a time until I reached her floor. "SOPHIA!" I shouted, pounding on her door. When there was no answer, I stepped back and kicked it open. The bathroom light spilled into the darkened apartment. I rushed toward it, my heart in my throat. She was lying in the bathtub, still fully clothed, water tinged pink with blood flowing from her wrists. Her eyes fluttered open when I burst in, a small, sad smile touching her lips. "You came," she whispered. I didn't answer, just scooped her up and ran for the car, my shirt quickly soaking through with her blood. All I could think was: Not like this.

He threw him far away from her like a piece of trash with a storm of anger. The blaze in his eyes was unmatched. Nobody dares to touch what is his. Sophia was muttering something and slid down the wall. Her eyes were closed and she looked drugged. Saul ran to her before she reached the ground. “Sophia…open your eyes? Look at me? Are you okay?” But there was no response. The movement of her body stopped and she lay there stationary in his arms like a dead meat.

“I’m sure he wants to see you.” Gage dragged me off towards his office. “Try something funny and I’ll end you,” I warned. “Relax, we’re already established I know what you’re capable. It’s sexy. Ezra always knew how to pick them. What happened to Sophia?” “She’s dead,” I growled. Gage chuckled. “Why am I not surprised? Anyway, sweetness, your man’s probably going to be shot with a silver bullet.” “What?” My heart leapt into my throat.

"But... how? You're supposed to be dead." The woman - Sophia - threw herself into Carlos's arms without hesitation. He caught her automatically, his face still showing complete disbelief. "I thought I'd never see you again," she whispered against his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around him. I stood there watching this reunion, feeling like an outsider. My wolf was growling low in my chest, but I forced myself to stay calm. Carlos looked confused and shocked, not happy exactly. That had to mean something. "Sophia, I can't believe you're alive," Carlos said, still holding her. "We all thought that you died with your parents in the rogue attack."