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“We’ll handle this, Soph. We won’t let him get away with it.”

I didn’t bother telling her that he already had. Somehow, he’d managed to see straight through my feelings for his sons.

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***Sophia***

“Soph, the guys are here. Do you want me to get rid of them?” Ava stood in my bedroom doorway, in full protector mode.

I’d spent hours crying and there was nothing left to come out so I shook my head. “They can come in. It’s not their fault, Ava.”

She grunted. “They’re the spawn of Satan, Soph. They might have some of his stench on them.”

I sat up against my headboard and hugged a pillow to my chest. I tried to force a smile when Noah walked into my room with a determined look on his face. The moment he saw me, his expression softened and my smile fell.

Ethan and Alex followed Noah and the three of them looked shocked at my state. Flat hair, no makeup, red and swollen eyes. I was a sorry shell of myself.

I shrugged. “I look a little rough, I guess.”

Noah sat down next to me on the bed and studied my face. “What’s wrong, Soph? We went to find you after work andRandal said you left before lunch. He was worried about you, Soph. More than normal.”

I squeezed the pillow tighter. “I just wasn’t feeling well. I’m okay.”

Alex leaned over the bed and pressed his hand against my forehead. “You don’t feel warm. Do you need anything?”

I shook my head. “No. I’m okay. Really.”

Ethan shouted suddenly. “What the fuck happened to your wrist?”

I looked down at the swollen, bruised mess and lost the story I’d prepared to explain it away. Every time I looked at it, I could still feel Gerald’s crushing grip.

“Sophia? What happened to your wrist?” Noah gently lifted my face to his. “Talk to us.”

I opened and closed my mouth a few times and then glanced up to see Ava standing in the doorway. I sent her a pleading look and she hurried in.

“She’s having a really unlucky day. She came home throwing up and she tripped over a log in the yard. It’s not broken, but it’s a terrible sprain.” Ava brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my forehead. “It’s time for more ice for it so I’ll get that.”

Ethan swore. “Bullshit. That’s a handprint. Was it that Matthew asshole? Did he grab you, Sophia?”

Ava glared at him. “If you upset her, you have to go. This is her house but when she’s sick, it’s mine. I’ll kick you out faster than you can toss that curly hair of yours.”

“Sophia, who did that?” Ethan ignored her. “We’ll take care of it. Trust us.”

I curled into myself tighter. “I just fell.”

Noah stood up and began pacing. “You’re lying. Why are you lying, Sophia?”

“Did you talk to your dad today?” Ava glared at them but when she saw the look on my face, she threw her hands up. “Fine. I’ll go get some ice.”

“What the fuck did she mean?” Noah stopped pacing and frowned at me. “Why did she ask about our dad?”

Alex growled at his brother. “Lower your voice, asshole. Can’t you see that she’s hurting?”

“He came to see me today.” I pressed my knuckles against my mouth and swallowed. “He was upset that I’d mentioned anything about Matthew.”

Ethan sat forward. “Fuck. I’m sorry, Soph. I wanted to help.”

“He doesn’t like me very much.” I spoke so quietly that I could see them all leaning in to hear me.

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