SOPHIA’S POV
I lay weakly against the hospital bed staring blankly at the ceiling.
The bruises across my body had darkened badly overnight. My cheek still burned from Helen’s slaps, and my abdon hurt every ti I breathed too deeply.
Bianca sat nearby scrolling through her phone angrily.
Every few seconds, she cursed softly under her breath while reading comnts online. Apparently, rumors about my miscarriage and my fight with the Stone family had already begun spreading across social dia circles.
Of course, they had. Families like the Stones controlled public image carefully. People would rather bla than believe soone powerful could be cruel.
Bianca suddenly looked up “Sophia,”
I slowly turned toward her.
“You should call the police station again.”
The humiliation from yesterday still burned painfully inside but Bianca’s eyes looked determined. She clearly still believed there had to be so justice left sowhere.
I swallowed hard “Okay.”
Bianca handed my phone. My fingers shook as I dialed the number again.
The phone rang then soone answered.
“Central station.”
The officer sounded bored already.
I tightened my grip on the phone.
“This is Sophia Stone,” I said quietly. “I called yesterday regarding the assault case at Central Hospital.”
The mont I said my na, the atmosphere on the other end shifted imdiately.
I noticed the brief silence then I heard laughter.
“Yes?” the officer finally said lazily.
“I wanted updates regarding the investigation.”
The officer snorted “What investigation?”
I froze “What?”
“You already caused enough trouble, Mrs. Stone.”
My fingers tightened around the phone.
“I was assaulted.”
He laughed again “Were you really?”
Sothing inside went cold instantly.
My wolf lifted her head weakly inside . She felt the shift too.
The officer continued casually, “There’s no evidence anyone touched you.”
I stared ahead blankly “My injuries...”
“You were already hospitalized before that,”
Bianca’s expression turned shocked as she listened.
The officer sighed dramatically.
“Honestly, Mrs. Stone, between us...” His voice lowered mockingly. “This sounds more like family drama than assault.”
My throat tightened painfully.
Family drama? I nearly died. Jessie beat while I couldn’t even stand properly. Helen slapped and kicked after my miscarriage. And this man was calling it family drama?
“I didn’t lie,” I whispered shakily.
The officer sounded completely unimpressed.
“Mhm. Besides...so people think you staged this yourself.”
For several long seconds, I genuinely stopped breathing.
“What?”
“Well, rich families do strange things during divorce battles.”
My entire body went cold. My wolf let out a low, broken sound inside .
The officer continued “If you ask , Mrs. Stone, you should stop embarrassing yourself publicly and settle things privately with your husband.”
Sothing inside shattered completely at that mont.
I suddenly understood everything clearly. No one would help . No one cared what happened to .
I quietly ended the call without another word.
Bianca stared at in disbelief. Then she suddenly exploded.
“What the hell was that?!”
Bianca snatched the phone angrily “They mocked you?”
I said nothing. Because honestly... I no longer even felt shocked. I was just tired.
Bianca paced angrily around the room.
“This is because of Damien,” she snapped. “That entire disgusting family thinks they can control everything!”
Bianca suddenly stopped pacing and looked directly at .
“Sophia, tell exactly who touched you.”
I blinked “What?”
She walked closer “Tell . Helen. Declan. Whoever laid a hand on you.”
“Bianca...”
“No. I’m done being polite.”
Bianca looked genuinely furious now. She crouched beside my bed.
“I need nas.” She said.
I stared at her quietly. Then eventually whispered:
“Helen.”
Bianca’s jaw tightened instantly.
“Declan watched as Jessie hit ”
Bianca beca quiet afterward. The silence around her felt dangerous.
She slowly stood up.
“Okay.”
I frowned “Okay?”
She picked up her phone calmly. “If the police won’t help...then I’ll do it my own way.”
Before I could even ask what she ant, Bianca walked toward the hospital bathroom.
A few minutes later, I heard her voice through the partially opened bathroom door.
At first, I thought she was on a phone call.
Then I realized....she was livestreaming.
I blinked in surprise.
Bianca had a massive online following because of her fashion content cooking and public personality. People loved her blunt humor and fearless attitude.
Normally, she kept scandals away from her page.
But today...today she sounded furious.
I slowly turned to the bathroom doorway.
Bianca stood in front of the mirror holding her phone while reading comnts aloud.
“Yes, I’m at the hospital,” she said casually.
Her tone sounded light. She laughed softly at another comnt.
“No, I won’t say nas. Powerful people dislike accountability.”
Bianca glanced briefly toward the bathroom door before continuing.
“You know how it is. Sotis if soone wealthy sneezes, entire systems suddenly stop functioning.”
The sarcasm in her voice was obvious. The comnts on her livestream were probably exploding now because she suddenly smiled coldly again.
“Oh? Evidence disappeared?” Bianca repeated dramatically. “Wow. Caras breaking exactly at the right mont? What incredible luck.”
Even I almost laughed weakly. Bianca was being careful.
She never directly ntioned Damien or the Stone family but anyone listening carefully would imdiately understand who she ant.
“One thing I’ve learned,” Bianca continued calmly, “is that people without power are expected to suffer quietly. But unfortunately...so of us aren’t very good at staying quiet.”
My chest hurt strangely, not from pain this ti. But because soone was finally standing beside openly.
Bianca ended the livestream shortly after and walked back into the room.
“You’re going to get yourself into trouble,” I whispered weakly.
Bianca snorted. “Please. Let them try.”
I smiled but it disappeared quickly when pain shot through my face again.
Bianca noticed and rushed to “Sophia...”
I looked away “I’m tired.”
That wasn’t even half the truth. I was exhausted in every possible way.
Every ti I closed my eyes lately, I saw Helen’s face or Jessie hitting or blood.
And worst of all...sotis I heard Ashley calling Tiffany “Mom” again in my nightmares. My wolf whimpered softly at the thought.
Bianca looked worried now.
“You’re shaking.”
Only then did I realize my hands were trembling again.
“I don’t want to be alone,” I said.
Bianca’s expression instantly changed. All her anger disappeared and softened into heartbreak.
“Oh, Sophia...”
My eyes burned “I know it sounds pathetic.”
“It doesn’t. After what happened, of course you’re scared.”
She was right. I was terrified now. Every small sound startled . Every ti the door opened unexpectedly, panic filled my chest imdiately. Even when nurses entered, my body tensed in fear.
That night, Bianca refused to leave the hospital.
She dragged a chair directly beside my bed and stayed there while scrolling through her phone. Occasionally she answered work ssages angrily, but most of her attention remained on .
Bianca suddenly looked over “You should sleep.”
“I’m trying.”
But I wasn’t, not really. Every ti I began drifting off, fear jerked awake again.
What if soone ca back? What if Helen returned? What if Declan sent Jessie again?
My wolf remained tense the entire ti.
Bianca moved her chair even closer to the bed. She reached out and held my hand gently. The warmth nearly made cry again.
“You’re safe,” she whispered softly.
My throat tightened painfully.
I realized...nobody had said those words to in a very long ti.
And honestly?
I no longer knew how to believe them anymore.
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