38. SOPHIA

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21st February, 2018. That was the day it all went south.

My life, my story was no longer about Olivia, Jade, Amelia, Drew, Tessa or Roman.

It was just about me.

But before we get onto that, while I was getting my heart broken and ripped out by Roman, Tessa was in my apartment. She was hungover and tired and quite honestly didn't care about anything I'd told her the previous night. She knew it was a long time coming because I don't think she trusted me enough in the first to care that I wasn't who she thought I was.

Jade and Olivia decided that they would move to San Francisco because as long as they stayed close to Amelia, they would never be able to move on with their lives. It was the toughest decision Jade even made but she was happy because it was her decision.

While Roman was falling out of love, Amelia was falling in love. She had never really felt like she belonged before, but right there in Noah's arms, she felt like she was home.

Everyone's lives were perfectly happy. Well, everyone except Drew. Poor guy passed away in his sleep. The best thing that came out of his death was his massive estate he left me. I'd never felt more love for him in my life. I almost felt sorry for him. And then I didn't.

I didn't sleep peacefully that night. I felt a sword hanging over my head. I knew something was going to happen. And my premonitions had never been wrong in the past. They weren't going to be wrong now.

Unfortunately for me, they weren't.

Roman had broadcasted my "truth" to everyone. I was a stranger to all of them now. I stayed holed up in my apartment for a month. I was actually scared. 

So I did what I'd always done. I ran. But don't you worry. 

I'll be back.




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