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.

quality was surprisingly awesome,

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

regret and longing in his heart, especially since they were just a wall apart, both lying on a

and couldn't be greedy. Sophia being alive and

woke up bright and

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

that instant, Sophia was hit with a

she half-heartedly thought about slamming the door shut and pretending she

he said, rinsing

give a small smile and greet

doorknob, she was caught

"I got your toothbrush and cup

could only nod,

hesitation, she let go of the

out for her, even squeezing toothpaste onto her brush and handing

toothbrush and starting

finished up yet; he bent down, scooping water to wash his face. His long, well-defined fingers looked extra clear

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