Chapter 52 IS HE MAD AT ME?

IS HE MAD AT ME?

SOPHIA'S POV

I stood in front of my wardrobe like it had personally betrayed me.

Shirts everywhere. Half of them on hangers, half of them thrown on the floor because apparently that's where clothes go to die in my room. And none of it looked right.

"Why don't I own anything?...

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