As Arthur knocked on the door, there was no response. The heavy silence coming from inside the room only deepened the uneasy knot twisting in Sophia’s stomach. 

She wasn’t sure what she should do. If her father weren’t standing there, she might have pushed the door open without hesitation.

He was a grown man, perfectly capable of managing his own feelings, so why did she feel so worried? Why did she have this powerful urge to comfort him, even when she wasn’t certain he wanted her help?

Damn it. She had never expected to fall for him this deeply. It felt crazy. She was being driven to the edge of...