Sophia’s POV

My hands keep shaking.

Why?

I shouldn’t be this afraid or worried; it’s Alexander—the man I’ve been dying to see for two weeks, the man I’ve been dying to spend time with, and maybe, experience a few ‘other things’ with. But I don’t want to be exposed. It’s wrong.

No, no. I can’t do it. I won’t.

Today’s my cheat day because I’ve been starving all week for wedding dress fittings. So, I scoop a lot of chips to distract myself.

It’s finally the half-time ...