Sofia's POV
I looked at my father with my watery eyes. He slapped me with no reason what so ever.
"You are staying her at the north wing when that servant girl is at the east wing with the Alphas?" He said harshly.
"But Father, this is the biggest room at the north wing," I said,
I was confused, I didn't think that this even mattered. I thought that it didn't matter where I stayed as long as I was close to the quadruplets.
"It's still a different wing. Sofia, how can you not get the quadruplets to give you a room in their wing?" He yelled.
Father began pacing in my room. I was scared. All I ever wanted was fir him to live me like a father would to his daughter. But still, no matter what I did, it wouldn't be enough for him to forgive me for killing my mother.
"How can you let an ordinary servant win the quadruplets over you?" He said, turning to look at me.
He rubbed his temple with his palm then began to pace again.
