Chapter 110

Sofia’s POV
As I was about to take another sip from the steaming cup of next to tasteless coffee, I heard footsteps echoing behind me, from the entrance of the kitchen and I turned my head around slightly in order to see what was happening behind me, with my cup of coffee still clutched in my hands.
My eyes landed on Matilda almost immediately and I flashed her a tiny smile before turning back around and lifting my cup up to my lips to drag in smother tiny sip, scrunching my face up once again and forcing down the hot liquid down my throat. It was really heatic force down my throat and I was seriously starting to imagine how people prefer this, over the mixture of coffee mixed with milk, cream and sugar.