Chapter 249: The Truth

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Lennox’s POV We walked back into the room and realized Sofia was now conscious. "How are you feeling now?" he asked tenderly, but Sofia frowned at him and slowly forced herself to sit properly on the bed. She met our eyes and flashed us a weak smile before turning back to Damien, who looked tense—and then, unexpectedly, she slapped him hard across the cheek. The healers gasped, while my brothers and I just stood silently... watching. Damien’s head jerked slightly from the impact. He didn’t defend himself. Didn’t even flinch. Sofia’s lips trembled as tears welled in her eyes. "Because of you, I was kidnapped!" she shouted, her voice shaking with anger. Damien finally looked up at her, his expression unreadable. "Sofia..." "No!" she snapped, cutting him off. "They took me and kept me locked away for days! Days, Damien! And do you know what they did?" She didn’t wait for a reply. "They showed you pictures. Videos. They told you if you didn’t back out of the contest for Supreme Alpha, they would kill me. You know what you said?" Damien looked away. "You told them to go ahead," she whispered bitterly. "You said you had already married. You have no feelings for me anymore... You didn’t just move on— you replaced me. With my best friend." Her voice cracked on the last word. My brothers and I glanced at each other, stunned. Our eyes widened as the realization settled over us. Rebecca was Sofia’s best friend? Sofia’s hands clenched into fists as she stared down Damien. "How could you marry her?" she spat. "Rebecca was my best friend!" A heavy silence dropped over the room. Even the healers were frozen, unsure if they should stay or go. "You married my best friend," Sofia said again, slower this time, like she couldn’t even believe it herself. "She knew everything. She knew how much I loved you... how much I wanted you." She looked around the room like she just remembered something. Then her eyes narrowed. "Where is Rebecca?" she demanded. "Where is that bitch?!" Damien flinched. "She used to call you her big brother, remember?" Sofia laughed bitterly. "She used to say you were like family to her. And I believed her. I thought she was loyal. I thought she was a good friend." She pointed a shaking finger at Damien. "But now I know the truth. You two were fucking each other behind my back, weren’t you?" "No," Damien finally said, his voice cracking. "It wasn’t—" "Don’t lie to me!" she screamed. "How long were you sleeping with her?!" she spat at Damien again. Damien’s jaw clenched. His eyes, dark and wet with emotion, locked on hers—and then he snapped. "You left me!" he yelled, his voice booming through the room. "You left me, Sofia! Did you forget that?!" We all froze. Sofia blinked, stunned. The rage on her face faltered. "You disappeared without a word," Damien continued, rising to his feet. "Just a note. No explanation. Just gone. And I looked for you, Sofia. I turned the world upside down trying to find you. Do you have any idea what that did to me?!" Tears had started to pool in Sofia’s eyes again. Damien’s voice dropped, more broken now. "And in your letter, you left because I couldn’t give you a child. That I was impotent. You think I don’t remember that." His fists clenched at his sides. "You believed I wasn’t enough—and you left." Sofia’s bottom lip trembled. "I—Damien, I never—" "You never loved me," he said again, this time his lips trembling. "If you did, you would never have left me." Tears finally spilled from her eyes, running silently down her cheeks. I couldn’t stay quiet anymore. I stepped forward. "Sofia," I said carefully, "when exactly did we tell you Damien was infertile?" Her brows furrowed, confused. "What?" "You told him we were the ones who said it," I said, pointing to myself and my brothers. "He blamed us. Accused us of betraying him." Sofia looked between us, her confusion turning into disbelief—like a realization was forming in her mind. She slowly turned to Damien. "Who told you they were the ones?" she asked softly. Damien’s lips parted, but no words came out. "Because I never said that," Sofia continued, her voice getting stronger. "I never said they told me anything." Then she looked down, her brows still drawn in as she thought. "I saw your results," she whispered. "I saw them myself in your drawer." Damien’s eyes widened, but Sofia continued. "And I didn’t just leave because of that... I had other reasons for leaving," she said. Damien’s frown deepened. "What other reasons?" he spat in pain. "I love you, Sofia... I made sure to show you how much I did." But Sofia didn’t respond. Her jaw tightened. Her eyes dropped to the blanket across her lap. And when Damien took a step closer, she turned her face away. "I’m not ready to talk about it," she muttered, her voice low but sharp. "There were reasons I left, Damien. Things you wouldn’t understand." Damien opened his mouth to argue, but she raised a hand. "Don’t," she said flatly. "Not now." She glanced around the room, suddenly tense. Her eyes darted past each of us like she was searching for something—or someone. Then her gaze locked on Damien again. "Where’s Rebecca?" she asked coldly. "I want to see her." Damien’s expression darkened. He didn’t speak right away. That silence said more than words ever could. "She’s not here," he finally said. Sofia narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean she’s not here?" "The people who took you..." he started slowly, hesitating, "they might have taken her too. That could be why they let you go." Sofia’s breath caught in her throat. Her whole body tensed. "No," she whispered, panic rising quickly in her voice. "No, no... she can’t be with them." Damien frowned. "What do you mean?" Sofia shook her head, suddenly looking worried. "She can’t survive that, Damien." "What are you talking about?" I asked gently. Sofia looked at us, her eyes full of fear now. "She’s terrified of the dark. And tight spaces. She had panic attacks just locking herself in a bathroom with the lights off. If they put her in one of those basements..." Her voice cracked, and fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. "She won’t last a day," she whispered. "She’ll die."

Chapter 249: The Truth

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