SOFIA’S POV
After only two minutes of self pity, sulking in my sadness because of this huge issue that’s causing people to just leave me, I stood to my feet and went to our room. All the way down the hall my heart was aching for Archer. I just wanted him close all the time. I opened the bedroom door, closing it behind me again and when I walked over to the couch, I froze and glanced to the side where the black covered book was still waiting for me next to the bed on the table. I smiled, somewhat forgetting my heartache and walk across the room, I climbed onto the bed, sitting crossed legged before taking the book in my hands and ran my hand over its pitch black cover as if there were something to memorise. I couldn’t help but smile, the book making me feel welcomed and not so alone anymor
