Chapter35

Sophie Esinberg's POV Everything went numb. I couldn't feel anything even though I wanted to. I, so damn much wanted to feel, to get hurt, to cry, to shout. Anything. But I couldn't. My shock was over powering my emotions. I forgot how to breathe. I forgot how to feel. I forgot everything. My gaze was focused on only the two hands which were held together. Tight. Why? Why me? I wanted to shout. Shout at him for doing this to me. But my voice didn't escape from my mouth. A huge lump was formed in my throat. Words were caught in it. I slowly started moving towards them. There he was. Raymond. With a trophy in his hand. I silently walked towards him never breaking our eye contact. He handed me the trophy and I took it. His expressions were still recovering from the shock. suddenly his eyes showed emotion. They went hopeful from blank. Hope. His eyes showed hope and trust. He was pleading through his eyes, never breaking our eye contact. His blue eyes were gazing my dar