Sophia’s POV

I take off my glasses.

“It’s okay…” Barbara comforts me, pulling me into her chest and gently stroking my head.

“I don’t want to fight with him, but he’s just…”

“It’s all right. It’s all right.” She continues, moving her soothing strokes to my back. “He loves you, okay.”

“It’s hard to believe,” I mumble, even if I know he does, crying my heart out. “You should have seen him this morning… He was so unfair and unkind. He…” My nose runs. ...