The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 364

Chapter 364: Sophia
Sophie’s hand in Sam’s pocket felt like it was glued there, unable to pull away.

Actually… she was just savoring the warmth, wasn’t she? After all, it was winter… that was understandable, right?

With a slightly flushed face, Sophie found herself amused by her own thoughts.

“Pfft…”

She couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Sam, walking beside her, turned his head curiously. “What’s so funny? Is there a hole in my pocket?”

Sophie quickly shook her head. “Nothing… just remembered something funny.”

“Let’s head that way,” Sam said, guiding Sophie towards the brightly lit street.

“So few people,” Sophie remarked.

She wanted to say more, like how the streets felt oddly desolate with so few people around, but maybe it was because her hand was in Sam’s pocket, or maybe it was because they were so close, that she could only manage those few words.

Sam, however, easily understood her meaning and smiled. “It’s winter, and it’s cold at night, so I guess people don’t want to go out.”

“Feels so empty,” she said, not sure if it made her feel better or lonelier.

But Sam thought this girl seemed born for solitude. Her demeanor and personality seemed more suited to living alone.

Sam suddenly remembered something. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen Sophia. How’s she doing?”

“She’s okay, I guess.”

“Then why haven’t I seen her?”

“She said she felt embarrassed after the last time she appeared in front of you guys…”

Sam recalled the last time Sophia showed up. It was an unexpected situation, though it did help them during Angel’s ‘big operation.’ It also made Sam realize something was off about that girl.

She could be seen as a second soul, or perhaps a personality Sophie imagined. Sam couldn’t be sure since he wasn’t Sophie. He couldn’t fully grasp the situation.

So now, Sam wanted to see Sophia, to clear things up and get a better understanding. It would help him prepare for dealing with these ‘two sisters’ in the future.

He also wanted to know if Sophia’s behavior back then was her true self or just a whim.

“Why would she be embarrassed? Am I that scary?” Sam chuckled.

Sophie picked up on something else in his tone. “You want to see my sister?”

Sam looked at her. “It’s been a while. Talking to her shouldn’t be a problem, right? You can hear it anyway.”

Sophie frowned, feeling a bit uneasy. Especially with Sam suddenly wanting to see her sister.

“You… you’re not trying to hit on my sister, are you?”

Sam’s eyes widened. “Are you kidding me? Or is your brain malfunctioning?”

“Your brain is malfunctioning!” Sophie’s face turned slightly red. “I just thought it was weird you suddenly brought her up. Besides, you’re not exactly a good boy…”

Sam was annoyed by that comment. On the cold, windy street, he turned around.

Sophie’s hand slipped out of his pocket. She hadn’t realized how much she’d enjoyed the warmth that wasn’t hers.

Sam’s sudden turn left Sophie, standing on the street, feeling a bit lost. Even more so when Sam took a step towards her.

Sophie instinctively took a step back, only to find herself against the wall, trapped with nowhere to go. Sam didn’t stop, stepping even closer.

Until their bodies were almost overlapping, the distance between them shrinking to nothing.

Leaning against the wall, Sophie looked up at the boy who was suddenly so close. She didn’t know what he was going to do, but she felt the change in the atmosphere.

The cold street suddenly felt warmer, her heartbeat quickening.

What was he going to do?

I didn’t say or do anything!

Sam looked down at Sophie, his face expressionless, no smile, no gentle gaze. It gave the girl immense pressure.

Sophie felt her throat tighten with nervousness.

“What… what are you doing?”

The empty street seemed to allow him to do anything. Should she scream for help?

But he was Sam… what was he going to do? Sophie didn’t know, just felt shy.

Sam lowered his head, looking at her. Then he reached out, and Sophie instinctively flinched.

But in the next moment, Sam grabbed her wrists.

Sophie instinctively tried to resist.

“No…”

She tried to pull her hands back, but there was no way she could match Sam’s strength. Instead, her resistance only made her crash into his chest.

What was he going to do to her?

As Sophie’s mind raced with this thought, her heart pounding, she felt her hands enter a warm space… Sam’s pocket.

After placing her hands in his pocket, Sam let go. Sophie leaned back against the wall, looking at Sam who didn’t step back.

He calmly asked, “Aren’t I a good boy?”

Sophie looked at his handsome face, her heartbeat thundering in her ears.

“I… you…”

“Can’t find the words? Dear Sophie, is your ability to express yourself that weak?”

Sophie instinctively wanted to retort, but looking up, she met his gaze.

It felt like she’d get lost in that vortex if she looked any longer, but not looking at him made it hard to say anything.

Even her hands in his pocket felt like they couldn’t pull away.

Was it because she had no strength… or because she didn’t want to?

She couldn’t think straight.

Her mind was a mess.

He leaned closer, and Sophie wanted to lower her head and pretend she didn’t know anything, but Sam pressed his forehead against hers.

Now she wasn’t cold at all.

Despite it being winter, despite the cold wind on the street, Sophie only felt hot… burning.

What to do?

What to do?

This familiar scent, this strange and awkward position.

His lips were right in front of her. Should I… kiss him?

The thought struck Sophie like a bolt of lightning.

In the next moment, Sophie had only one solution, the only one she could think of.

“…”

“…”

“Sam~ what are you doing to my sister?”

The innocent, unashamed voice, the playful tone.

Sam slowly lifted his head.

He saw the different expression on her face. Though there was still a blush, the eyes looking at him with a playful smile told him it wasn’t Sophie anymore.

“Are you your sister’s refuge, Sophia?”

A car sped past them, the streetlight illuminating his back and the girl’s face.

Her expression was calm, even relaxed, leaning against the wall with her hands still in Sam’s pocket, smiling innocently. She looked more like a hunter than prey.

“Well… usually, my sister wouldn’t switch to me in dangerous situations because she feels she needs to protect me. But… this situation is different.”

Sam smiled, not bothering to hide his amusement.

“Is that so? What’s different about it?”

“Well, saying that is a bit mean, Sam. You know everything, don’t you? My sister has never experienced something like that before. If I had to say, she probably didn’t know how to face it or didn’t want to face it honestly, so she chose to escape.”

Sophia tilted her head, not caring how close she was to Sam.

She didn’t avoid contact at all. In fact, Sam felt her hands in his pocket gripping tightly, as if worried he might step back.

Interesting.

“So I’m that scary, huh?”

“Pfft… Sam, you’re good at playing dumb. Is my sister afraid of you?”

Sam looked at her, not letting her easily take the upper hand.

He leaned down, recreating the scene from before.

But unlike Sophie, Sophia didn’t try to avoid it. She looked at him expectantly, as if ready to accept whatever Sam did.

Of course, Sam wouldn’t kiss her or do anything inappropriate.

He just leaned in close and said, “Sophia, what are you pretending?”

“…”

The girl’s eyes flickered with a mix of shame and anger.

She felt like she’d misheard, but Sam’s gaze told her she hadn’t.

“What did you say?”

Sam smiled.

“Exactly what I said. You’re good at pretending, aren’t you? But I don’t understand, as her sister, what are you pretending?”

“I don’t understand what you mean by pretending… how strange… you suddenly seem like a bad boy.”

“I’m not exactly a good boy, but I don’t use pretense to harm those around me. What’s your purpose in pretending?”

Sophia frowned.

“I don’t understand.”

“Let me simplify it. You, as Sophie’s sister, have been hiding your true nature from her. You’re not innocent or naive. You know exactly what you’re doing, even hiding things from your sister.”

Sophia could easily hold her own against Angel, instantly turning the tables. Her mental strength was formidable.

Innocent? That was impossible!

Sophia looked at Sam.

She was silent, then her expression slowly crumbled.

She pulled her hands out of his pocket and crossed her arms. The transformation in her demeanor was like seeing a straight-A student turn into a rebellious teen.

“Well, I guess I can’t fool you, Sam. I thought you were smart enough to figure it out sooner. Was I overestimating you, or were you just unsure how to deal with me?”

Sam put his hands in his pockets.

“I don’t need to think about that. I just wanted to see you. It was a whim. You’re the one who confessed.”

Sophia snorted, not hiding her mockery.

“You don’t need to say that to hurt me. Go ahead, speak your mind. She can’t hear us now.”

Sam frowned.

“Why?”

Sophia laughed.

“It’s simple. When we’re in control of this body, we can block the other’s perception. Like when she’s on the phone with you or alone with you, she sometimes blocks me out.”

Sam didn’t think that was important. What mattered was…

“So this isn’t the first time you’ve blocked her perception?”

If she had this ability, it was possible Sophia had done things behind Sophie’s back.

Anything.

“If I said it was the first time, would you believe me… Sam?”

She stepped closer, pressing against Sam, looking up at him.

Smiling like a hunter eyeing her prey, she seemed to be in control.

Sam’s breath turned into white mist, then dispersed.

He didn’t want to waste time on trivial matters.

He needed to get to the heart of it.

Because he realized Sophia might be more dangerous than he thought, even a threat to Sophie.

So he stared into her eyes and asked, “Back at Angel’s house, when you used your copying ability, your goal wasn’t just to help your sister or get revenge, was it?”

Sophia didn’t answer directly.

Instead, she unzipped Sam’s jacket.

Then she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing against his chest, as if trying to merge with him.

With a laugh, she said, “So comfortable… Sam, do you know when I first blocked my sister’s perception?”

“…When?”

“When our mother tried to jump off the building with us.”

…Sam tried to control his racing heart.

He had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling.

“Why then?”

Sophia, unseen by Sam, opened her eyes.

Her smile was something Sam couldn’t imagine, bright and even joyful.

“Because I didn’t want her to know… I was the one who pushed our mother off the building.”