Chapter 12
Author: Ameiry Savar
last update2025-09-29 22:22:30

Sofia bit her lip as she watched everything unfold on the monitor. She sat back on the couch, pressing the stress ball in her hand over and over, its soft click-click echoing in the room.

“What just happened out there, Carl?” she asked, her voice firm but not yet sharp.

Carl, still wiping the blood from his face, let out a long sigh. He was sitting on the same couch, shoulders heavy with tension.

“He deserved it,” he said simply. “He tried to molest someone in front of everyone.”

Sofia rolled her eyes, frustration darkening her expression.

“Someone who happens to be your ex-wife. Didn’t I tell you not to get involved with her anymore?”

Carl stopped wiping and looked at her. His gaze was steady.

“I don’t care about her,” he said. “But I couldn’t just stand there and do nothing. That’s why I saved you, too, back then.”

Sofia turned her head away. She sighed. Of course, she understood—Carl was always like this. A man who would step in to help anyone, even if it cost him his own life.

“An
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