LIAM’S POV
Perched on the side of my bed, I stared at the text message from Sophia that had my head spinning, constantly replaying over and over in my mind. I remembered, clear as day, how she’d said not to ever come near her again.
I messed up. Big time.
Not only had Sophia decided to cut me off her life, I would not have expected her to trust me as well. Of course, she was angry, and sad, from the way reacted. The stupid video from my night out with Rod had only served to give her every reason to be wary of me.
My playboy reputation has always been useful in keeping people at a distance. It managed to keep me out of many arranged marriage plans my family had made. But now that Sophia was in the picture, that reputation was turning into a curse. She obviously didn’t want anyt
