Chapter 659

Sophia stared blankly as the door closed, the room falling silent once again. The warmth of his touch still lingered on her forehead, a comforting heat that had her heart skipping a beat.

After hanging out with Brandon for the past couple of days, she realized that the real-life Brandon was nothing like his chilly WhatsApp persona.

It's not that he wasn't cool as a cucumber in person, but he was definitely not the same kind of cold and strictly-business dude he was over text.

The Brandon she met face-to-face had this extra dash of warmth to him, and Sophia couldn't tell if it was just because of the "Sophia" role she was playing.

He seemed to really dote on his wife, like, to the point of spoiling her silly.

Sophia couldn't wrap her head around why her past self and this Brandon were as distant as strangers, far from what you'd expect from a regular married couple. And why did she feel such an intense mix of sadness and nostalgia, yet a reluctance to get closer when she first saw him?

Recalling that moment when she caught sight of Brandon in the crowd after turning a street corner, that fleeting twinge in her heart, Sophia still felt a bittersweet sorrow, like she was content just watching him from afar.

She couldn't figure out why, because from her brief interactions, Brandon came across as nothing but gentle and considerate.

Sophia didn't dig too deep into it.

In this mix of a racing heart and a tinge of sadness, she drifted off into a deep sleep.

the physical pain had faded away, her sleep quality was surprisingly awesome,

succumbed to sleep, Brandon was wide awake, restless not just because of the tension in his body, but also because of the

longing in his heart, especially since they were just a wall apart, both lying on a bed filled with shared

to take it slow and couldn't be greedy. Sophia being alive and back was

up bright and early the next

she was naturally up and at 'em. Waking up, she was briefly lost, not remembering where she was until she opened

that instant, Sophia was hit with a mega dose of

pretending she hadn't

said, rinsing

to give a small smile and greet back,

hand still on the doorknob, she was caught between a rock and a hard

of his mouth, and said, "I got your toothbrush and cup ready, the light blue set. Let's chow down on some breakfast after you're done

only

moment of hesitation, she let go

everything laid out for her, even squeezing toothpaste

said quietly, taking the toothbrush and starting to brush, feeling slightly

water to wash his face. His long, well-defined

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