CHAPTER ONE
Sophia Miller's pov
"No! This can't be happening" tears rolled out of my eyes as soon as my eyes rested on the images displayed on the screen of my phone.
That can't be Lucas, no! my supposed husband in an embrace of another woman, on an intimate position on a bed.
The woman who I happened to know, Lucas' best friend and ex-girlfriend, a supermodel and very good at what she does, she was well known. Who wouldn't know the face of Ava Johnson, the most popular supermodel in all of LA, with her nose piercing which was clearly highlighted in the picture.
Ava was a beautiful woman with a sculpted figure and her glossy complexion which makes her standout in a group of models.
I sniffed and shut my eyes as I bit my lips. I felt a mixture of anger and pain surging all over my body. I can't believe Lucas would do this to me after everything we have been through together.
When I had at first received the package, I thought Lucas had gotten a surprise for our anniversary but I was wrong. No, he really did give me a surprise, a shocking surprise.
There were lots of pictures in the envelope, which had requested that I open my mail. There was no doubt that it was Lucas, this was the clothes he had on this morning before he left.
Thank God that I had the decency to put the kids to sleep before opening my mail, not as if I knew what it contained.
Even with my eyes shut, the tears just keep pouring out, I hope that my sobs are not loud enough to wake the kids up.
I held my hand over my mouth, I couldn't stop myself from crying, all I could do was cry my heart out, Lucas had really broken me.
I had given Lucas everything but this is the way he chose to pay me, with humiliation and pain, I wished I had never met him.
I cried for a long time. Until my eyes become puffy and red and my throat was sore.
I sat calmly, waiting for Lucas' return, he doesn't return early anymore. I should have known this was his reason for his late arrival every day but I had trusted him so much that I never thought of it.
I glanced at the clock, it was midnight already and he is still not yet home. He has been doing this a lot lately and I am sure that it's because he is busy sleeping with other women that he doesn't care for me and my kids.
I was going to wait for him. I was going to sit in the living room and wait for him to come back and I was going to make a demand for an explanation.
I heard the rumbling of an engine which no doubt belonged to Lucas, I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was some minutes past two am.
Where would he say he was coming from? He was going to spit another lie to fool me again. That wouldn't happen any more, I am no longer the naive blinded woman he had married.
I waited for him as he noisily entered the living room and banged the door shut. He might be walking in steady steps, but I know that he is drunk.
I turned around and my heart skipped a beat as my eyes rested on Lucas. This man wasn't the person I had gotten married to, Lucas was a perfect definition of cold outside and soft inside and that was part of the reason I fell for him.
"Sophie?" My name rolled out his mouth with little or no effort.
"What are you still doing awake? I thought you would be asleep by now?" He asked.
I don't know if he is asking because he cares about me or because he is startled to find me awake.
As I looked at him, the images of him and Ava kept playing in my head.