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.

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

she decided to call it a

there. She grabbed a blanket and pillow, gently covering him before retreating to

matter how much you say otherwise, you

care, but that I was terribly angry with you,” she

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

breakfast for them both. The tension from the previous day

Sophia remarked, her tone

retorted, his voice laced with frustration as

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

the hint of a playful

tension hanging in the air. Despite their attempts at levity, the underlying issues between them

ate. Despite her anger, she couldn’t deny the familiar

are you going to eat?” Alexander’s voice cut through the silence, breaking Sophia out of her

wry smile, a mixture of irritation and amusement dancing in her eyes. “Sorry, didn’t mean to ruin your

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