ARCHER’S POV
I still couldn’t believe Sofia was standing in my arms, alive. Semi-alive I guess. I was holding onto her for dear life, my hands holding onto her perfect curves as I breath her in. Her scent filling my nostrils and my heart calms. “I’m so sorry baby” I sob, kissing her forehead gently. “It’s okay” she mutters “I know it wasn’t your fault.” Her tiny frame is engulfed in my arms and she wraps her arms around my waist, holding me as if reassuring me it is okay. “Who did this if it was not me?” I ask, a lump stuck in my throat. “That bloody witch Elijah had with him. She claimed I was her only friend but betrayed me like this.” Sofia scoffs. “Well well,payback is a f*****g b***h my dear” I smirk. Sofia pulls away from me, looking at me with a confused look. “What do you mean?” “
