Sophia’s POV

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Brandon took a few steps toward me; he tried to touch me, maybe to calm me down, but I slapped his hand, pushing him away, but he didn’t give up on me; he again tried to reach near me again and then wrapped his hand around my waist.

“Just calm down, okay? Calm down”, he whispered softly. I rested my head on his chest and started crying, clutching his t-shirt. He kept caressing my hair with one of his hands while the other one was still on my waist. Not once did he try to stop me from crying, maybe because he could understand my pain.

“Why,...