Sophie's POV
"What?! You are staying at Mr. Jacobs' house?!"
I looked around us and signed Sabrina not to be so loud. "Don't be so noisy, Sabrina. Someone might hear you!"
"Hehehe... I'm so sorry Sophie. I'm just so surprised because you said that you are staying at our hottest teacher's mansion!"
"I won't stay there for too long, I will look for a job and rent my own pad. Do you know any job?"
She shook her head. "I don't know any job, sweetie. But maybe you can apply as a waitress in a coffee shop or maybe a saleslady?"
"Do you think that will be enough for me to rent an apartment?" I asked her.
"Well, I don't think that would work. Maybe you can, but only a studio type house excluding the bills and other things that you need to pay."
I heaved a sigh. "I don't really know what to do anymore. I don't really have any place to go."
"You can stay at my house if you want."
"Really? Do you think I can do that?"
"Sophie, I am your best friend, okay? You can always count on me. You can stay at our house whenever you want, okay?"
"Thank you so much, Sab."
"Anytime, honey. By the way, this is all because of that flirty Monica. She did that on purpose because she only want the Hasting brothers by herself! What a flirty whore!"
"But Vincent loves her too. They were kissing in that garden, Sab. They won't be kissing there if Vincent didn't insist it."
Sabrina then shrugged and pouted. "What are you planning to do now? Aren't you planning to fix things up? I mean, make up with your husband? Don't you want to talk to him first?"
"There's no need for us to talk anymore, I already know it all. Vincent loves Monica and he never really loved me. I know it very much and I can feel it. He only married me because he was bored and I was such a fool to think that he could really learn to love me back."
Sabrina pat my shoulders. "Sophie, you will get past through it. That Monica will regret doing this to you especially that Vincent too. I shouldn't have trusted him with you."
***
"Let's go now?" Lance asked me before we finally entered his car.
I just waved goodbye to Sabrina then we dashed off.
"Would you like to eat outside instead?"
"Huh? S-Sure."
He smiled at me. "How's school?"
"I-It's fine. We just tackled new lessons."
"Sophie, Vincent went to my house a while ago. He was looking for you."
I looked at him. "What did you say to him?"
"I said that maybe he should give you some time. He needs to give you some time to think first before he can finally talk to you."
"Thank you, Lance."
"You don't have to thank me. I only said what he needs to do. He can't just talk to you when both of you is not ready yet. He needs to think about everything that he did first. He needs to regret all of it and realize his wrongdoings. I won't tolerate my brother, Sophie."
I nodded with a smile. "That would be a big help. I just want to think about it again. I want to take a rest and reflect on all the things that I did too."
"That's right, you can do it, Sophie."
"Because you are always here for me. By the way, I will just go to the rest room."
"Sure."
I stood up and grabbed my purse going to the restroom. I stepped inside one of the cubicles and I cried.
Damn it, why can't I even forget about what happened that night? It's all Vincent's fault, he never really did anything good to me. All that he do is to hurt me. I hate him so much...
Just when I was finally able to go back to my senses, I wiped the tears in my eyes and went out of the cubicle to wash my hands at the sink.
Look at myself, for sure Lance would notice those puffy eyes.
"If you don't want to lose something, you have to fight for it. Even if it hurts, it will be worth it."
I almost jumped from where I was standing when the woman beside suddenly spoke. I looked at her and she looked so beautiful. It was obvious that she's a lot older than me but that didn't ruin her beauty and the pink chiffon dress that she was wearing.
"E-Excuse me, madam?" I said to her.
"Because it's obvious that you just cried. For sure it's about someone that you love, right?"
"It's about someone who doesn't love me. Someone who will never learn to love me."
Her brows furrowed. "Then you don't have to waste your tears on him. If he makes you cry and all he does is to hurt you, then he doesn't deserve you at all. You deserve someone who will love you and would make you feel loved. You deserve someone who makes you feel that you are enough."
She just smiled at me before walking out of the rest room.
Who is she?
I was about to call her but then she already disappeared.
She looks like a very elegant and respected woman. She seems nice too.