Sophia was a bit stunned, trying to process what he meant by "Sophia is you, Yolanda is also you."
Honestly, whether she was Sophia or Yolanda, she felt like she didn't belong to either identity.
But Brandon seemed relieved that she was both Sophia and Yolanda, and she tried to mirror his relief. Just as the corners of her
mouth were about to lift, Brandon squeezed her hand a bit tighter and gave her a gentle smile.
A smile that told her she didn’t need to put on an act for him.
What he wanted was her genuine reaction to being both Sophia and Yolanda.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd that was something she didn’t have.
"I'm sorry," Sophia said softly, feeling a pang of sadness. "I..."
"It's okay," Brandon reassured her with a small smile, holding her hand firmly. "After dinner, I'll take you somewhere."
Sophia met his gaze and nodded lightly. "Alright."
The place Brandon took Sophia to was the old Crawley family estate, now abandoned, right next door to the Frost family residence.
As they drove into the neighborhood, Brandon kept glancing at Sophia, though she didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes were wide,
gazing at the sycamore trees arching over the road.
When the car stopped in front of a wrought-iron gate overgrown with morning glories, Sophia couldn't tear her eyes away from the
scene outside.
She stared at the villa, its walls moss-covered and forlorn, overrun with weeds as if it hadn't been inhabited for years.
The villa's architecture, the style of the gate, and the thick, uneven trees all bore the marks of a bygone era, full of history.
A strange sense of familiarity and nostalgia welled up inside her, but tangled with it was the sensation of being an outsider looking
in, watching others’ joy from afar.
In a similar setting, she saw flashes of a young girl standing alone, watching as a family laughed and embraced, scenes flickering
through her mind like a movie reel. The images cand went in an instant, leaving her mind reeling, and a sharp pain shot
through her head. Sophia clutched her head with both hands, her face turning pale.
As Brandon parked the car, he saw Sophia's sudden change. Her pale face and the way she held her head alarmed him. He quickly
hit the brake, shifted gears, and steadied the car.
Turning to her, he grabbed her arm, concern lacing his voice. "What's wrong?"
Sophia shook her head in agony, trying to ease the pain by gripping her hair.
"I'll take you to the hospital," Brandon said, not wasting a moment. He shifted the car into gear and reversed quickly.
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