Chapter 80 Eighty

• Sophia’s POV
• A little groan fell from my lips as I was gently lifted from the bed I’ve been laying on for a few days. My hands were hanging loosely as this person carried me somewhere. I was not scared though because I would recognize this scent anywhere, it was my father. I shut my eyes tighter as sunlight fell on my face. It made me know that we were outside.
• “Where are we going, father?” Though it took a lot of effort, I managed to ask.