Free My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Ep. 6 Consequences by Marita A. Hansen

happened if I had thought with my head and not my
heart.”
    “ Then why do you want me in your
bed when you have her?”
    “ I desire you, not Camila,” I
said, walking towards her, “and you never answered my question in
the bathroom. Why would you say I was your heart, your soul, your
life?”
    She sat back down on the bed.
“Because it’s the truth.”
    “ But, you hate me. I’m a criminal,
someone you want in prison.”
    “ Not anymore.”
    “ W hy’s that?”
    “ Because ... I want
you .”
    “ Just like that? I don’t think so,
you’re tricking me.” I stepped aside, pointing at the opened door.
“Choose between me and leaving, and I will guarantee it won’t be
me.”
    “ Then you’ll be
wrong.”
    I shook my head.
“That’ s
going against everything I know about you. What happened between
the Donatelli attack and now? Because you’re acting
strangely.”
    “ I remembered...” she
paused, taking a deep breath, “I remember that I loved you once
upon a time.”
    I stared at her, totally taken
aback. “You have got to be kidding?”
    She shook her head.
    “ Are you crazy?”
    She breathed out. “Maybe, but you must
know why.”
    “ Well, I don’t.”
    She stood up and held her arms out
wide. “Look at me.”
    “ I am.”
    “ No, truly look at me, and tell
me who I am.”
    I shook my head, knowing what she was
getting at. “You’re not Sophia.”
    “ Really? Because you must’ve
wondered why I look so much like her, and why the chemistry between
us is so powerful?”
    “ You can’t be Sophia, she’s dead;
her brother was a witness.”
    “ My brother is handicapped and
half blind.”
    I sucked in a breath, her words
true.
    She stepped closer, her hands going to my
chest. “Yes, Frano, I am Sophia, and you’re my lover, not
Camila’s.”
    I shook my head, still unable to believe
that Sophia was standing before me, the situation
surreal.
    “ Why don’t you believe
me?” she asked.
    “ Because Sophia was a gentle
girl; she wouldn’t have violently taken me like you
had.”
    “ I’m no longer that girl you
knew, the seven years having changed me for the worst.”
    “ I still don’t believe you.
You’re FBI; you’re tricking me somehow.”
    “ I may be FBI, but I’m not
tricking you, and you know it.”
    “ If it’s true, then why are you so
different?” I stepped away from her. “You only resemble Sophia in
appearance, nothing else.”
    “ I lost my memory after I was
attacked. I went wild for a while, did things that weren’t about
me, but more about what was done to me. I just couldn’t remember
what that was until a few days ago.”
    “ That sounds absurd, and not to mention
convenient, so stop playing with my mind, because you are not Sophia.”
    “ Then allow me to prove
it.”
    “ How?”
    “ You told me you loved me when
we first made love.”
    “ An easy
guess.”
    “ You also said you would
do anything for me. Do you know what my answer to that
was?”
    I remained silent.
    “ I asked you to marry
me. ” She
took a hold of my hand. “You told me you would, but instead you
left me,” she said, dropping my hand. “Why did you leave
me?”
    “ I didn’t lea ve you, you were taken from
me,” I said, still in disbelief she was Sophia, my mind not fully
accepting it, although her words were true.
    “ What do you
mean?”
    “ My father said he would have
Sophia, I mean you killed if I didn’t marry the person I was
betrothed to. I had no choice, because he didn’t make empty
threats, so I did what he said, yet he still ordered your
hit.”
    “ No, the Padre tried to kill me.”
    “ That was the rumor, but it was
never proven. Your brother wasn’t a reliable witness.”
    “ I was there, it happened to me ,
so I damn well know who did it, and why are you here if you thought
it was your father?!”
    I breathed out, understanding her anger
towards me. “He said he didn’t do it.”
    “ But you’re giving me the
impression you didn’t