#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.