Chapter4_"A Goddess"

She rubbed her mother's head gently and held her frail hands as she tried hard not to cry but she failed!... miserably."Mom hang in there ok, I'm gonna make sure you get better. You trust me right? Sophia would never let you down. I will do everything in my power to make sure you get treated", She comforted her mother as she broke down in tears. She broke down in tears not knowing what to do anymore. Just then her cell phone rang. "Hello, who's this?", she asked as it was an unknown number. "Hello is this Miss Sophia Anderson?", the clear female voice on the other end asked. "Yes this is me, please who are you?". "I am Jane, Mr. Norman's secretary. Mr. Norman wants to meet with you. It's about the story write up you proposed to him some weeks ago". "Oh is that so?, That's wonderful, hmm so when can I meet up with him, I would prefer if it happened the soonest, possibly today ", Sophia said in a pleading tone though she tried covering it up with some professionalism. "Yes, Mr. Norman has agreed to meet with you today at king's hotel When you get there just give your name to the receptionist and she will give you the necessary directions". "Oh okay, I will, thank you very much ma'am", "Mm, you are welcome", the woman said shortly and cut the call. Sighing to herself Sophia felt hopeful, Yes this was it, Her chance at redemption. Though there was a nagging feeling she was getting. All the "What if's", possibilities ran through her mind but she shook them off saying to herself repeatedly, "This is it! I can do this! Fight on Sophia ! " as she dried her tears and fanned her face with her hands. Turning to look at her mother she said, "O dear mother, wish me luck" and kissed her mom on the nose before taking her bags and heading out. Today she was dressed in blue fitted jeans with a navy blue top paired with dark blue sketchers. Her long reddish-brown hair fell on her shoulders in straight curves. Sophia was a very beautiful girl. She had fair skin typical to Asian women. She was tall about 1.71m, slim, and had just the right curves. Some streaks of her hair came out and rested beautifully on her swan-like neck. Shorter stray hairs swayed in the air as she walked against the breeze. From time to time she would use her fingers to shift them to the side of her face or behind her ear. This was a habit she had developed. She was stunning. When she walked, She moved with a certain kind of confidence typical to female soldiers but she wasn't intimidating. She gave off the aura of a goddess who knew how to use her feminine charm well. A natural seductress without even trying. She had always been a strong girl. Life had forced her to mature quickly and she had accepted her fate. She will never quite so easily. There was still so much for her to do. As she headed out of the hospital, people stared at her. How could they not? Her beauty was out of this world and could not be ignored. She of course was oblivious to this. The male nurses and even some other young men at the hospital couldn't help but blush. The women just stared in awe with faint jealousy in their hearts.