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Sophie glanced toward the terrace doors where Alexander stood speaking on the phone, his posture relaxed, but his gaze flicking toward her every few seconds. “I said yes,” Sophie said. Freya’s breath caught. “Yes…?” “He asked me to marry him,” Sophie said. “And I said yes.” The quiet on the line stretched—not awkward, not stunned. Reverent. As if Freya needed to absorb the weight of what had just been spoken. “You’re sure,” her mother said at last, gently. “I’ve never been more certain of anything,” Sophie replied, voice low. “It wasn’t a spectacle. No champagne towers, no orchestra. It was just us. It was honest. And quiet. The kind of quiet that doesn’t ask for more.”

Finally, holding back tears, she said hoarsely, "Fine, Ethan. Since you're putting it that way, you'd better not regret this someday!" That day, Sophie didn't come home. I couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed because her belongings were already packed up, waiting for her to take them away. Once she collected her things, I'd finally sever the last thread connecting us. I was about to text her to remind her to come get her stuff when I saw Zachary's latest social media post. It was a deliberately provocative photo. The setting was a bar. Sophie was drunkenly raising a glass, and Zachary was gently stroking her head.

“I vαlue our fαmilies’ bond‚ αnd I wαnt thαt bond to remαin. But I cαn’t promise Sophie α future I don’t see. I cαn’t stαnd beside her αs her husbαnd when I αlreαdy belong to someone else. I’ve found my fαted mαte‚ αnd she is the only one I wαnt.” The room wαs heαvy with silence for α moment before Alphα King George turned shαrply to his dαughter. His voice wαs hαrsh‚ shocked. “Sophie. Didn’t you sαy Ryαn wαs your fαted mαte?” Sophie’s heαd dropped immediαtely‚ teαrs welling in her eyes αs she whispered‚ “I… I just didn’t wαnt to lose him.”

"Married?!" I pushed myself out of my seat. "Sophia, please sit down," my mother said in a soft concerned tone. I immediately regretted my sudden dramatic action from my seat. “You’re getting married?” I said, in shock. Married. Married, my sister was getting married, and to that lying bastard. Adam Scott, Rachel's ex-boyfriend. Since we were young, Rachel Samson was both of our best friends until one night, I got drunk and ended up in bed with her boyfriend.

Sophie did not think that she had done anything wrong at all. She cleared her throat and looked at the others, saying, "Actually, I have something I'd like to announce today. Charles confessed his feelings for me, and I agreed to go out with him. We're officially dating now!" Joey's face froze when she heard this news. Josh was shocked as well. He looked at Logan reflexively. Logan was slightly surprised. He lowered his head slightly, shook it, and chuckled. He could guess that Sophie had decided to date Charles because she thought that he had helped her family out. In truth,

She was afraid of her secrets being found out by her daddy. “Sophie if you think we are dating then lets break up.” Drake dropped a bomb on her. ‘No, you can’t go away from me..not yet..not when I haven’t conquered you yet.’ Sophie didn’t want to let go call it her obsession or madness. Finding the perfect guy was not easy. She wanted to hold on to this man until she was the one who got tiered. “Fine, let’s be s*x partners if that’s all you want...No dating no nothing.” Sophie was willing to compromise or rather that was in her mind all along.

Looking at the face I had loved for seven years, I could not help but laugh at myself. So, it was a blatant double standard, was it? Yohan’s amused expression instantly froze as he gently patted her back. “Calm down. I’ve told you before. You need to hold on tight to a man as outstanding as Javier. “He and Cassy have been childhood sweethearts. Their bond is deep and naturally different from others, but surely he wouldn’t cheat, would he?” At those words, Sophie’s face darkened instantly. Her voice turned as cold as ice.

Sophie I was still, eyes widened in surprise when I found out Alexander was the new investor. When Nick told me one of his close friends was willing to invest in the company, I thought maybe it would be someone else with the same name. But damn, no. He was the same man, Alexander Fox, who had been haunting my dreams for days. Seeing him after so long awakened something inside me, it felt good. He also looked shocked, like he wasn't expecting me either.

“I was a coward. I should have gone to the police years ago.” She gazed at me. “I'm so sorry, Yulia.” Damon spoke. His voice sounded hollow. “I never knew I was sleeping with a monster all this while.” Sophie just glanced at him. I felt tears building in my eyes again. I observed her. “How could you? What was your end goal?” Sophie finally looked at me. There was no guilt in her eyes, only anger. “You had everything.” I frowned. “What?” “You had him.” Her eyes moved toward Kendrick. “You had the life I wanted.”

She thought about what came next. The wedding was in three days. Charlotte was somewhere between here and London. Edmund had asked Theo whether anything seemed off about Charlotte lately, and was the kind of man who asked questions only when he already had most of the answer. And she — Sophie — was standing in her sister's kitchen in a borrowed jumper, having spent the night in her sister's bed with the man her sister had been engaged to, having told him she loved him and having meant it completely, without a single syllable of regret.