NovelEnglishSophia reminisced about her life. She had lived a glorious life. However, to achieve that, she always had to sacrifice a person to reach a greater height.
Anne Bartley was her first victim. Never had she thought that the woman, who was dead for two decades, would be the nail in her coffin.
Sophia had long regretted killing Anne. Anne didn't have to die. Keeping Anne around wouldn't have affected anything.
However, Sophia acted like she was under a spell at that time. She harbored a strong resentment against Anne.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn top of that, she banked on Javier's affection and acted lawlessly, thinking that she could do anything she liked under his protection.
Alas, Javier's love was nothing but an illusion.
Sophia pulled her hair out and held strands of gray hair in her hands. The pain kept her sober. She had finally seen through Javier's selfishness and heartlessness.
He had never loved her. She didn't believe he loved Anne either. Otherwise, why would he easily believe that Anne had taken her own life? Sophia widened her bloodshot eyes. Like a madwoman, she repeatedly mumbled, "Javier Beckett... One day, karma will get you. You'll pay for your heartlessness! I'll watch that from the heavens!" One day, Sophia had visitors at the prison.
"Kirkman, you have visitors." As Sophia was a convicted felon, she wore handcuffs and ankle cuffs when she was led into the visitation room.
Due to the mental pressure and the strain of the dim environment on her eyes, she suffered from a drastic decline in her eyesight. She couldn't make out people orggnos that were ten feet away.
She stood there like a skeleton with a blank expression. Feeling utterly dejected, she wanted to decline the visit now that no one cared about her.
still, she was curious about the identity of the visitors who would take the tto visit her.
"Who are you?" Mom.
Sophia's dull eyes wavered. Then, she stumbled to the glass window that separated her from the visitors, accompanied by the rattling sounds of her ankle cuffs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer vision finally focused on Lauren's fair face.
She widened her eyes as she pressed her bony hands against the wall with might. She gaped. After a while, she cautiously asked, "L-Lauren? Is that you? Are you Lauren?" Lauren teared up when she met Sophia's eyes. The latter looked nothing like before.
Lauren nodded.
Landon stood beside her. He quickly wrapped an arm around her trembling shoulders and gently caressed them.
He couldn't believe that the disheveled woman with grey hair was once the dazzling and youthful wife of Javier Beckett.
Sophia's chest rose and fell violently. Her lips quivered as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Mr. Landon, you know about Lauren's condition, don't you? Why would you bring her to such a depressing place?" Frowning, Landon was about to speak, but Lauren was ahead of him. She clarified, "I asked Landon to bringhere." "Lauren..." Sophia sobbed uncontrollably. "I knew you were the nicest and kindest kid! | knew you would feel sorry to seego." In the next second, Sophia's reignited flof hope was mercilessly put out by Lauren's pointed remark.
Lauren explained, "I visit you not because I've forgiven you." Then, she inhaled sharply, tears of anger brimming in her eyes. "| just wanted to know why you'd hurt the innocent. Jasper has always been good to me. How could you be so cruel as to kill his mom? Why?"
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