Chapter 57

SOPHIE WESLEY

I stood before the mirror in the bathroom, a smile playing on my lips as I gently massaged my knee cap. It got better faster than I expected.

Knox has been sweet to me. He massages my knees, and carries me around the house.

Am I crazy for not wanting my knees to get better?

Sighs. I think I am.

A smile crept up my face as the thoughts of Knox occupied my mind. The little moments we've shared in these last few days, the way he watches me across from the dining room, the way he rolls his eyes and scoffs when I speak sometimes,...