Novel1No sooner had Sophia's words trailed off than the vice-like grip on her hand was instantly released.
Brandon turned to look at her.
"Sorry, I..." He seemed about to apologize, but the words died on his lips, his expression heavy with guilt and self-reproach.
This unexpected side of her threw Sophia for a loop.
"It's... it's okay," she blurted out, trying to beforting. "It didn't really hurt." Brandon's gaze on her wasplex.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis was the Sophia he knew, yet not quite the same.
Since their divorce, she rarely showed this vibrant side of herself.
Every tshe faced him, she was cool and collected.
But this playful and spirited Sophia was the girl from their youth, the one he met again at seventeen.
The only version missing was the one scarred by life who had grown distant and detached.
Brandon couldn't put his finger on his feelings; he felt like he was on a roller coaster, swinging between heaven and hell.
If before it was only Yolanda he had lost, now it felt like he hadpletely lost Sophia too.
She was back, but only in body.
All the memories of her own, of him, of Theresa, were gone.
Her looking towards Harvey Ferber again, almost pleading for help, sent a sharp pang through Brandon's heart.
Harvey Ferber caught that fleeting look of pain in Brandon's eyes.
He addressed Brandon, "Mr. Crawley, I'm sorry, our little sister has just recovered from a serious illness. She's not yet strong, and we shouldn't tire her out. We're going to head back and rest; please, carry on." With that, he gently took Sophia's arm to lead her away.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlmost at the smoment, Brandon caught Sophia's wrist.
His grip was gentle, not causing her any pain.
Harvey Ferber wasn't upset, just calmly looked towards Sophia, "Are you going with him?" Sophia didn't know.
Everything that happened today was so sudden and shocking, it only intensified the headache the news y throbbing in herbal head belongs to english Whichever way she went, she faced a world filled with fear and uncertainty.
Brandon, heartbroken, looked at her, "Sophia, you don't want me, but do you not want Theresa either?" Sophia's pupils dilated in shock, panic spreading across her eyes, herplexion turning pale. "Theresa... who's that?" Her voice trembled involuntarily, overwhelmed by the sudden surge of panic at the mention of the name. Her body shook uncontrollably, the headache that had eased slightly was now back with a vengeance. Seeing her like this, Brandon felt a pang of pity, but he had to steel himself to be cruel once more. "She's our daughter, only 2 years old. Have you otten?" His voice was soft, laced with gentle coaxing.
The panic in Sophia's eyes deepened, a fear like she had never known clawed at her.
"My daughter, she..." She tried to ask him if he was lying, but her voice was choked, trembling uncontrollably.
She had a daughter, her own little girl, only 2 years old, so small. How could she not remember her? How could she et her? How could anyone et? Sophia instinctively clutched her head, desperately trying to remember, but her mind was bl and the engulfing fear was 10` suffocating her. Her head felt like it was about to explode, her lungs squeezed tight by the panic, leaving her gasping for air. "Sophia?" Brandon caught her in alarm, worriedly looking at her.
Harvey Ferber also sensed something was amiss, his own concern mirrored on his face.
Sophia couldn't pay attention to her surroundings, she instinctively leaned on Brandon's arm, trying to stand upright, but before she could get up her battered body gave out, her eyes closed, and she collapsed limply. "Sophia!" Brandon caught her falling body in horror.
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