Sophia’s POV

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I knew the answer. That I didn’t, even though I was drunk, but I didn’t regret a thing. I sat on the bed, covering myself with the sheet, and after a while, Brandon walked out of the room, wearing nothing but a towel. It seemed like she had freshened up already, but he was avoiding looking in my direction, and it was breaking my heart.

He wore fresh clothes and then left the room. I didn’t count the time that long; I sat there doing nothing, just thinking about everything.

“Here!” I lifted my head and found Brandon. When did you return? Maybe when I was busy...