#69 “Sophia is A Living Mystery.”

Sophia remained silent in the car on the way to the concert, staring out the window to avoid paying too much attention to Alexander.

“Why do you avoid me? You know I’m only driving you to the concert, not kidnapping you,” he joked, trying to break the ice.

“I know,” Sophia replied coldly, without looking at him. Ever since the evening of the carnival, especially after Alexander’s confession, Sophia had been avoiding any unnecessary contact with him. She was determined not to encourage his lingering feelings. Their divorce was final, and she believed it was for the best.

“I’m glad you’ll be there,” Alexander continued, attempting to maintain a conversation.

“I haven’t heard the maestro play in a long time,” was Sophia’s simple response.

Realizing that engaging in a conversation with Sophia was a challenge, Alexander decided to turn on the car’s radio. They continued the rest of the drive in silence.

Upon arriving at the birthday venue, Alexander noticed Sophia’s slight frown. He parked the car and rushed to open her door, offering his hand to help her out, but she declined.

“Don’t overdo it, Alexander,” she laughed. “You’ve seen me handle a firearm. Do you really think I need assistance getting out of the car?”

Alexander chuckled, trying to ease the tension. “No, but it won’t hurt if you let me at least pretend to be a gentleman.”

Their laughter lightened the mood as they headed towards the entrance.

When they stepped inside, the venue was already filled with people. Conversations came to a peaceful pause, and curious eyes turned toward Sophia as Alexander took her coat and handed it to the coat check attendant.

“I thought that was Michael’s girlfriend?” murmured a voice from the crowd.

“I thought so too.”

Alexander felt a wave of anger wash over him at the comments. He was about to explain the situation when Megan approached, throwing herself at him.

exclaimed, seemingly unfazed by

Megan,” Alexander greeted her with a polite smile, though there

me to wish your mother a happy birthday,” Megan said, gently tugging on his arm and pulling him

hidden within. He didn’t want to leave her, not when he had so few opportunities to be near

replied, her tone devoid of humor. “Go and fulfill your hosting duties. I’ll be

chance to respond,

of Sophia from his mind. She looked stunning in that dress, and he couldn’t help but let his mind wander, imagining how it might look strewn on his bedroom

himself to focus on the present and put on a mask of conviviality

with Sophia. Unbeknownst to him, the guests couldn’t help but notice the shift from his earlier arrival with Sophia to his current appearance with Megan, sparking curiosity and whispered conversations

bustling crowd and waved to get her attention. Evelyn politely excused herself from a

rescuing me from the Andersons,” Evelyn quipped as she reached Sophia. “They’re sweet, but they

She handed one to Evelyn

who save us from the chatter,” Sophia proposed. “To friends,” Evelyn concurred, clinking her glass

venue, enjoying the lively atmosphere. When Evelyn playfully

Evelyn teased. “Is there something you’re not

always he was late and sent Alexander,” Sophia explained.

great appearance,” Evelyn nudged her. “You all in red and he

rolls her eyes and Evelyn continues. “You

and gently grabs her by the shoulders and turns her slightly to the side. That way Evelyn was able to see

a stern look. “Now will you stop with

Just look at him. Second, Megan’s behavior is dreadful. Alexander

we please stop discussing Alexander

how she pushes at

Let’s concentrate on the music, then. But

made their way through the crowd, he received a text from his mother: “Come alone to the

to leave you for a while,” Alexander

your mother, 11

Megan. Before she had

awaited her son with a mix of excitement and worry. She greeted

Caroline inquired anxiously. Her tone was earnest,

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