Chapter 116

I sat up on the bed and backed away from her. She reached out for me and I flinched when her fingers brushed over my shoulder. I glared at her, expecting to see the same glint of manic glee in her eyes—the same look she always gave me when she held me captive at The Shade. Instead, the look on her eyes was soft and pensive—practically moist with tears.

"Do you love her, Ben?"

"Love who?" I practically spat the words out. I was sickened by the way she was acting. I felt as if someone like her had no business talking about love.

"Sofia…"

I stared at her incredulously. She didn't have the right to talk about Sofia and I had every right not to give her a response. "And if I do?" I managed to say.

She shrugged one shoulder. Her head bowed slightly, a mass of curls falling over her shoulders. "I love someone too. I didn't realize how much until I got here. I never should've left The Shade. I need him."

I practically gawked at her. I had no idea who I was facing at that moment. Gone wa