Eric glared at the vial that he was holding in his hands, his mother’s voice echoing in his head. He had been confused when she placed the glass vial into his hands, telling him it was something that was going to make Sophia more cooperative when he went to speak to her.
Frowning, he placed the vial on the table before sitting back on his chair. His eyes were stuck on the colorless liquid that he could see within.
Was this how he wanted to get Sophia back? He thought to himself. He messed up, he could not deny that, but drugging someone just because he loved him was dark, even for him.
But again, his mother had told him that it wasn’t a drug, but rather a helper which would give him time to convince Sophia that they belonged together.
“What are you doing?”
Emily’s sharp voice brough
