Chapter 43

Sophia wasn’t quite used to being under such intense scrutiny. She rose from the couch and pointed towards the back

room.

“I’m gonna hit the sack for a bit,” she whispered, then glanced over at the kitchen behind her. “If you’ve got stuff to do, go ahead and dive into it. It’s cool to grab some takeout.”

Brandon just watched her without moving. “It’s all good, I’m not tied up.”

Sophia gave a polite smile. “Appreciate it.”

Brandon forced a smile too, but didn’t respond

Sophia gave a half-hearted smile as if to say hi, then tried to walk past him.

All of a sudden, Brandon reached out and snagged her forearm.

Sophia looked back at him, puzzled.

that his eyes were deep, hidden within an

the one he shot her on the way back home when she mentioned Yolanda-cold and turning

and temperature, they

he yanked on her arm, pulling her into his embrace. As she started to look up in panic, he tightened his grip around her waist, his other hand landing on her chin, gently forcing it up. Her face was tilted

tried to pull away, the more

tussle, she found herself pushed up

the wall with one hand, while the other supported the back of her head, forcing her to tilt her face up. His lips plundered hers with force and

push him away, but the more she pushed, the

school, he’d been off. The last time she saw him this reckless and fierce was the night she mentioned divorce. After they had

“Brandon, stop it.”

last time, she clutched his wrists tightly, pleading

glanced at her, with

her after that look, like last time. He

icy accusation in his eyes, nor did she know what she had

seen Brandon

so

his eyes slightly widened due

flustered state, silently towering

end, it was Sophia who couldn’t stand the pressure of

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