167 “And You’re Still A Thorn in My Ass.”

Alexander took a few steps towards Sophia and shook his head in denial.

“I’m not leaving until we get this straight,” he stated. “I love you, Sophia, and I do not budge at the first difficulty.”

Sophia’s jaw tightened as she met his gaze, her resolve unyielding. “You may not leave, but I refused to talk to you. I needed peace right then,” she declared, her voice laced with frustration.

With a heavy sigh, Sophia headed for the kitchen, putting some distance between them. She could feel Alexander’s eyes on her, but she refused to look back. Pouring herself a glass of wine, she tried to calm her nerves, the bitterness of the situation lingering in the air.

Sophia looked over her shoulder and was glad Alexander wasn’t following her. He was sitting on her couch, angrily digging through his phone. Sophia retreated to her office, the familiar surroundings offering a temporary refuge from the turmoil of her emotions.

she delved into her work, hours passed by unnoticed, the only indication

the morning. With a weary sigh, she decided to call it a night, but as she made her way to the bedroom, she

guilt seeing him there. She grabbed a blanket and pillow, gently covering him before retreating to her bedroom. Before she could fully shut the door, she heard

how much you say otherwise, you care about

but that I was terribly

Sophia tossed and turned, the events of the day weighing heavily on her mind. She contemplated inviting Alexander to join her,

to find Alexander in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for them both. The tension from the

still here,” Sophia remarked, her

Alexander retorted, his voice laced with frustration as he

chuckle at his reply, a flicker of amusement breaking through the tension. “Should I be worried that you’ve poisoned my food? ”

a mischievous grin, the hint of a

proceeded in silence, each bite punctuated by the weight of unresolved tension hanging in the air. Despite their attempts at levity, the underlying issues between them remained unaddressed,

she stole glances at Alexander, observing the way his brow furrowed with concentration as he ate. Despite her anger, she couldn’t deny the familiar warmth

day, or are you going to eat?”

mixture of irritation and amusement dancing in her eyes. “Sorry, didn’t mean to

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