Time seemed to stretch into eternity before the doorbell rang. She made her way to the door, opening it to find a familiar figure that made her heart skip a beat.

Jason stood there, wrapped in a long coat, a chill emanating from him as if he carried the winter breeze on his shoulders. His deep-set eyes were hidden behind glasses, his demeanor unreadable yet carrying a hint of concern and restraint.

Tears welled up in Sophia's eyes as she choked out, "What are you doing here?"

Stepping inside, Jason held up a thermos, "Have you eaten anything?"

"Just a little."

"Go wash your face, then come and eat," Jason said, heading toward the dining area.

"I just washed my face," Sophia replied, following him.

"Go wash it again, and no more tears!" Jason insisted with gentle firmness.

Sophia went to

favorite dishes. The comforting smell of the food seemed to soothe her

eating is the most important thing." Sophia managed a weak smile and began to eat, despite feeling a tightness in her chest. She ate slowly, mindful not to

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to the kitchen. His voice was soft but firm, "Clean up, then tell me what happened." Sophia watched him busy

returned with a cup of calming tea,

a bit more at ease

his aura turning cold as he suddenly

"Jason!"

called out, rushing after him, barefoot,

knew he was ready to confront the source of

turned around, the words spilling out, "Did I raise

froze, taken aback by the intensity of

to look after you. I can't let anyone hurt you like this." He tried to leave, but Sophia clung to him, pleading, "Please,

are you afraid of?" Jason's gaze was icy, his

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