Sophia’s POV

His strong arms wrap around my frame, pulling me close.

I shut my eyes and drag in his clean, amberwood scent, hoping it will permeate my brain and reset it to what it was before Lewis came. Before Lewis said I was special and looked at me with those blue eyes I loved so much.

Yet despite my head resting against Alexander’s chest, I can’t shake off the image of the bruise on Lewis’ jaw. He said it was nothing serious and dismissed my worry, but my head tells me that the man ...