Sophia did not want to open the door. That was what she kept telling herself as she struggled to stay rooted in place, fighting the chaos of emotions swirling inside her.

Why was he here? He should not be doubting himself after speaking those cutting words so calmly, like sharp blades, without any hesitation. He had won that round, walking away so smoothly.

“Sophia?”

Damn it. The sound of his voice pulled at something deep within her, and she hated how much influence he still had over her. 

She despised how easily he could control her feelings. Anger rose sharply inside her. She wiped away her tears, determined to hold...