Sophie’s POV
“Mr. Jacobs, c-can I ask about your younger brother?” it came out of my mouth automatically.
Lance smiled. “Sure. What would you like to know about him?”
“Err… Are you close with him?”
He thought for a while. He put his pen on his desk and crossed his arms. “We’re actually close when we were kids. But one day he just became a rebel. When we became teenagers, I always scold him and I think that pisses him off. He got mad at me and he was mad at our parents too.”
“Is he still living with you?”
“No. Our parents kicked him out of our house when they found out that he was leading a gang. I don’t know what they call that.”
“Seems like mafias are all over, huh?” I mumbled.
I sat up on the bed and looked at him. “Are you mad with your brother?”
“Huh? Mad? Never. Actually, I’m still waiting for him to come back. I hope he changes his mind and realizes that we just want what’s best for him. He’s my only younger brother, that’s why I care so much for him. He just has so much pride in his body.” He laughed. “But I’m still waiting for him to reach out to me.”
“For sure he’ll reach out to you soon.”
“I hope too.”
“By the way, may I know the name of your younger brother?” I asked him.
He smiled. “His name is—
“Excuse me Mr. Jacobs?” a woman suddenly peered inside.
I and Lance looked at her. “Yes?”
“Miss Samantha wants to see you.”
“Samantha?” I asked.
Lance looked at me as he stood up. “Sophie, wait for me here.”
“O-Okay.”
He even fixed his tie and his clothes before leaving the infirmary with a huge smile on his face. I followed me with his eyes until I couldn’t see him anymore.
Samantha?
Who is she? He didn’t mention that he has a sister too. Does Lance have a sister?
Or maybe that’s the woman he’s been talking about.
I lay down on the bed again and tried to close my eyes but I couldn’t sleep. I could imagine Lance and that Samantha being too sweet with each other. Sophie, stop it. You don’t have the right to be jealous even if that Samantha is really his girlfriend, okay? You already have your husband. My husband who doesn’t even want me to know details about his personal life.
And besides, I don’t love Vincent, and neither does he. He’s just playing with me just to avoid getting bored.
I got up and wore my shoes and started walking outside. I just can’t take it.
“Are you feeling okay already?” the nurse outside asked me.
“Y-Yes. I-I’ll go back to my class now.”
“Alright.”
I walked and walked while looking around until I reached the school garden. I saw Lance talking to a tall blonde woman wearing a pink sheath dress. She was beautiful. I think I’ve seen her on television before. They were laughing and smiling I couldn’t help but get jealous.
I was just watching them when Lance suddenly leaned closer to the woman…and he kissed her.
My eyes automatically widened, and my mouth went agape. My body froze for a moment as I felt something piercing my heart. Tears escaped my eyes and my hands began shaking while looking at them.
“Sophie?”
***
“Sophie, are you really planning to sleep here? For sure your husband is already looking for you.” Said Sabrina.
“Vincent doesn’t care about me, okay? And I don’t care if he gets mad at me too.”
Sabrina heaved a sigh. “It’s half-past nine already, and look at you, you already drank four bottles of whiskey. You’re drunk.”
“You can just leave me here alone if you have something to do, Sab.”
“What? And why would I even do that? I can’t leave you here like this!”
I drunk another glass of long neck. “You know what, Sab? I think this world really hates me.”
“What? What are you saying?”
“My mom left me, my dad gave me to Vincent, Mr. Jacobs doesn’t like me. Everyone hates me, no one loves me, no one wants me around. I don’t understand… am I a bad person? Why do people I love always leave me alone?!”
“Sophie, don’t say that…”
“Lance, I mean Mr. Jacobs, I love him so much… I love him so so much… but he loves someone else. What am I supposed to do, Sab?”
“Well, maybe you’re not really meant for each other. Maybe you—
“But I love him! I love him so much!”
“But you’re married now, Sophie. You’re married to Vincent Hastings. He’s the one you should be paying attention to. He should be the one to get your love.”
I shook my head. “I love Lance so much…”
“Oh, Sophie.”
I drank another liquor while tears streaming down my face. I didn’t know it would be this hard to have your heartbroken. I knew Lance would never love me back, but why did I still hope that he would notice me one day?
I’m really dumb. Who would even love a woman like me?