Sophia's POV
I held on to Abel and squeezed him tightly.
"Oh...baby..." I panted. "I love you."
I pulled away from him.
I cupped his face and looked at him.
"I love you." I said.
He rubbed the back of my head and loved me in my eyes.
He just rubbed my head.
I caught my breath and frowned at him.
"Baby?"
He continued to stare at me and his hand moved lower to my neck.
"Abe- Ahh!"
His hand squeezed the back of my neck.
"You're just...as beautiful as I remember..." his voice was raspy and deeper than before.
I stared at him in confusion.
"B-baby? Mi caro, are you okay? Are you o..."
Then...I understood...
The eyes...
The voice...
"N-no! No!"
I pushed myself off of him and fell backwards into the grass.
I quickly fixed my clothes and ran.
"Sophia!! Where are you running to? Huh? You can't run from me! I have to finish what I started!"
I kept on running even though I really didn't know where I was.
I had to. I had to because I knew, just who was chasing me.
I suddenly felt a hand on my arm and myself being turned around.
I looked at him.
"Hey! Hey what's the matter?"
"You...y-you-"
"Why were you running?"
I hugged him tightly and cried on his shoulder.
"Sophie baby, What's the matter? Did you see something out here? Someone? What's wrong?"
I pulled away from him and wiped my face.
"Where is the fucking therapist? Wh-wh where the fucking fuck is the therapist!"
"Sophia!"
He grabbed my hands and pulled me to him.
"Sophia! I told you we're not supposed to have gone this far, now tell me what the fuck happened."
"Who...are you?"
"Sophia?"
"No I know who I am, I asked you who you were!"
"I'm Abel!"
"Lie again! LIE TO ME AGAIN, CAIN!"
"I am not Cain!"
"WHO ARE YOU?!" I shook with rage as I stood there in the cold.
He shook his head at me.
"It's me."
I looked at him and studied his expression.
The lines in his face, and the disappointment that it showed.
