Sophia
I watched him quietly as we ate, the soft clinking of silverware filling the space between us.
Erick didn’t say much, he was too focused on me.
It had taken over twenty minutes to convince him not to have breakfast in the room, he finally agreed to eat at tge balcony just outside the room, but not the dining hall.
Every few seconds, his eyes drifted to my face, scanning for any sign of discomfort, any twitch, flinch, or hesitation.
He was being… overbearing, honestly. But also sweet. Ridiculously sweet.
He watched the way I held my fork, the speed at which I chewed, and even how often I reached for water.
Each time I so much as paused to think between bites, he tilted his head like a concerned doctor trying to diagnose a mystery.
And I couldn’t help it.
I smiled.
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