Chapter 632

No sooner had Sophia's words trailed off than the vice-like grip on her hand was instantly released.

Brandon turned to look at her.

"Sorry, I..."

He seemed about to apologize, but the words died on his lips, his expression heavy with guilt and self-reproach.

This unexpected side of her threw Sophia for a loop.

"It's... it's okay," she blurted out, trying to be comforting. "It didn't really hurt."

Brandon's gaze on her was complex.

This was the Sophia he knew, yet not quite the same.

Since their divorce, she rarely showed this vibrant side of herself.

Every time she faced him, she was cool and collected.

But this playful and spirited Sophia was the girl from their youth, the one he met again at seventeen.

The only version missing was the one scarred by life who had grown distant and detached.

Brandon couldn't put his finger on his feelings; he felt like he was on a roller coaster, swinging between heaven and hell.

If before it was only Yolanda he had lost, now it felt like he had completely lost Sophia too.

She was back, but only in body.

memories of her own, of him, of Theresa,

looking towards Harvey Ferber again, almost pleading for help, sent a sharp

caught that fleeting look of pain in

not yet strong, and we shouldn't tire her out. We're going to

that, he gently took Sophia's arm to

same moment, Brandon caught Sophia's

grip was gentle, not causing her

just calmly looked towards Sophia, "Are you

Sophia didn't know.

happened today

so

in the headache t

shocking, it only y throbbing in her

a

want me, but do you not want

dilated in shock, panic spreading across

"Theresa... who's that?"

overwhelmed by the sudden surge of

that had eased slightly was

felt a pang of pity, but he had to steel himself to be cruel once

daughter, only 2 years old. Have

voice was soft,

a fear like she had never

her.

"My daughter, she..."

was lying, but her voice was choked, trembling

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