Sophia’s POV

My breath pauses, and my eyes widen before I can hide how shocking what he’s just said is. With a fast blink, my eyes return to their normal state. But my pulse is ringing now.

“I don’t like how you’re looking at me…” he whispers with a warm smile, using his knuckles to brush my cheek.

“I’m sorry,” I choke, completely flustered as I drop my eyes from his. It’s hard to imagine; it hurts to picture it. Not knowing what else to do, I shake my head and move toward ...