Sophia stumbled into a warm and solid embrace, familiar and broad, as if it could hold everything. It felt like something she had longed for, but she couldn't recall whose embrace it was. She didn't even have the strength to lift her head to see him.
Anyway, it couldn't be Capone, right? He was still out there, busy trading her for whatever he wanted. He wouldn't be back so soon!
Was it her brother?
"Where's my Christmas present?" Every year, her brothers always prepared gifts for her, even if she was overseas, they would ensure a package arrived at her doorstep.
But this year, why was there nothing?
The owner of the embrace remained silent. He slipped his arm under her knees and carried her inside.
"You're not my brother. Let go of me... who are you? Help, Mandy, save me..."