Chapter 13

Sofia's POV

"Hurry up, we have customers to attend to," I groaned, annoyed. I've been working for hours. Jack has been texting me for a while now, sending me more than two messages asking where I am and what I'm doing. His messages aren't rude or pushy, they're more curious. It's strange to take so long to reply to him, but today I've been so busy at work that I haven't been able to respond.

My life revolves around managing my relationship with Jack and with my mother, a woman who is abused by the person she married. Dad is a man who uses dr*gs, and he started hitting my mother when I was thirteen. He had never laid a finger on me until I grew older, and then he started unleashing his anger on me. He quit his job a year ago, and since then, I've been solely responsible for household expenses. To avoid having to explain anything to anyone about what's happening at home, I quit working at Cesar's bar. He's my best friend, and I trust him a lot, but when it comes to things