Chapter 6

SOPHIE'S POV

I decided to come out of the house after some hours; it was already nightfall, and I did not have light in my room. I had no money as well.

I walked to the other side of the road. I wanted to get something to eat, but that was impossible because I had no money to feed.

I walked to this man who owned a shop, I did not want to go meet the doctor. He was going to scold me for being careless and not letting Cecily take it from me.

I got there and greeted him. He did not seem to pay me any attention the first time. I greeted him again; this time around, I made sure I said the words out loud, and I almost tapped him on his shoulders.

He turned to me and looked at me. His expression held questions and then it turned to concern for me.

" What do you want?" He asked me.

I was happy that he never asked me to leave; rather, he asked what I wanted.

" Can you help me with what to eat? I am very hungry, and I have not been able to get what to eat," I said to him.

He looked at me for a while, then he went into his shop and brought out some snacks for me.

" This is all I have for now. You can have them" he gave them to me.

It was little but I can manage it till the next day.

" Thank you very much" I was very happy that he had given them to me.

I took the snacks and began to walk home; I did not want to raise my head from the ground; I did not want to gather the attention of people. I got inside the house and had to eat the things that I was given. They were nice and it made me happy.

I finished it and sat there in the dark, a lot of things were running through my mind.

Why me? And why was I in this mess? I have had difficulty getting things done, and my life has been a constant mess, and each day, it gets worse.

I was confused and sad. I was angry at my mum for ever having anything to do with such a man. A man who treated her this badly was not fit for her, yet she went ahead with him.

I thought about what would have happened if I had my mum's inheritance and her wealth. Maybe I would have been in such a mess, and I would not have been negotiating a deal with Mason Blackwood.

I lay in my bed, and sleep was far from me. Tears began to roll down my face. What have I gotten myself into? Why was my life like this?

I looked at the time, it was getting dark. I feared the next morning, and that was because Mason would come for his answers, and I was not ready to speak with him.

I stayed that way till it was morning. I could not bear to sleep. My eyes were open till morning.

" I can not believe that I am living this way"

I woke up and stayed that way till I heard footsteps approaching the door.

I stood up from where I had sat and walked to the door. The door was pushed, but I had locked it, and he could not get inside it.

" Open this door" I heard his voice.

It was cold as usual and it left a fear in my heart.

I walked to the door and opened it.

His eyes went to me. He looked at me and sighed.

" I have come to take my answers," he said.

I moved backward. I did not have what to say to him.

" I have no answer to give you," I said.

" What do you mean by that? You asked me to come today, and you dare tell me that? You have to give me an answer to that right now. I do not have time to waste" he said.

His voice was full of authority and it held a kind of fear attached to it.

" Where is the document? I want to sign it" I said.

He wanted answers and I had to give it to him. I did not want him yelling at me and trying to make me cry.

I accepted his offer because there was nothing else to do.

There was no way I could stay in this house, there was no food and this place was no fit for me to stay.

I took the papers from him and looked at them. I read the things that were written there.

" Are you sure that you are going to pay me this money?" I asked him.

He looked at me, feeling disgusted.

" What do you take me for? What do you think this is about? I can not believe that you are going to make me look stupid for offering you $2 million. This is nothing to me, and you do not have to worry about it; you will get the money," he said.

I looked at the papers again.

" I do not have a pen," I said.

" That is not an excuse" he took a pen from the man who was with him.

He handed me the pen.

I signed it. That was the only choice I had. I hoped in my heart that I was doing the right thing.

" What are you still waiting for? You should move" he said.

I was confused.

" Where do you want me to move to?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

" What do you mean by that? Are you not going to join me as I take you to my family? They are going to raise questions at me if they do not see you with me" he said.

" I am not your wife; I am only acting as your fiancee, and that is all. I wish to remain here" I said.

He became angry that I had said that.

" I do not think you understand this. You can not stay here and it is because you are now a part of me. People are going to gossip about you staying in this kind of house while I live in that big house" he said.

I could see pride all over him. I held the papers in his face.

" What does that mean? I can not believe you are talking down on me like that. I could tear this paper and ask you to leave this place right now" I yelled at him.

At that point, I did not care who he was and what he represented. I could not stand him insulting my family and where I lived.

He moved closer to me. He was not pleased with my outburst.

" If you decide to be stupid, I will take this house away from you. Watch and see me do it" he said in such a thick voice that scared me.

I held the wall and my words were locked in my mouth. I could not say a word.

I stayed there as I watched him leave the house.

" I need some money" I ran to him as he was about to get into the car.

" I see that you are on and about taking money from me"

" I need that to feed" I fired back at him. I was so pissed.

He tossed some bundles of money in my hands and drove off.

I got back to the house and had to rest for a while. I was angry and tired. I looked at the paper that contained the things that I was given.

I folded it and kept it in my favorite place.

I heard sounds coming from my stomach. I rubbed it, I was hungry.

I looked at the money I was given and it was quite much. I smiled. This was enough.

I got to where I could buy what to eat; I saw the look on people's faces. They would not talk to me and they would not take their eyes off me as well.

I was able to get some food and even charged my phone.

I was still eating at that table when I decided to see what had been happening. I opened my phone and saw that Mason was doing something online.

I could not believe it; he had just granted an interview; I quickly left the place before they gathered me.

He was talking to those gossip mills about how a wedding was going to be fixed and how he was going to get married in no distant time.

I frowned. He was like to everyone and fooling everyone as well. Four months and this was over; whatever we were doing was going to be over, and what next? He is going to tell them that he called off the relationship?

I had to leave that and focus on other things. He is going to sort that out when that time comes.

He was so arrogant and did not respect anyone. Maybe he deserves whatever he is going through.

I began to count the remaining money and then kept part of it. I looked at my house and saw that there were a lot of things to repair and to replace. I sighed.

I was beginning to feel weak, I was tired and my illness would not let me do some things that I wanted to do.

I looked at my drugs; they were gone; I did not know if someone had come in and taken them while I was away.

I had to go. To the doctor to get another drug. I was lucky to have some money with me. I got there, and he kept a face that made me think that he was not happy to see me there; it made me feel like a burden to him.

" I came to pay for drugs" I sat down. I was avoiding his eyes.

" Where did you get this money from?" He asked me immediately I dropped some money on the table.

" What do you mean by that? I came here to get drugs." I did not want him to know how I got the money.

" He gave you this amount of money right?" He asked me.

He was so serious and it did not appear as something he guessed.

I nodded my head. I could not deny it. It was very clear.

" And the house? Hope you rented a place to stay?"

" No, he allowed me to remain in my mother's house," I said.

He did not look convinced with that.

" That means you still have the money I gave to you?" He asked me.

I could not answer that.