CHAPTER 8

Sophia's POV

Smiling down at my stunning self through the mirror, I don't need any compliments before I'll know that I look really beautiful.

“Gosh! What is this man still doing in his room?” I muttered to myself when I descended the stairs and saw that he was nowhere to be seen in the living room.

“What is still keeping you, Dad? We just have thirty minutes left, and you know how I hate being late to events, right?” I uttered as I climbed up the stairs again and stood at his door.

“Just a minute, my love. I'm almost done.” He shouted from inside.

The ride to...