Sophia's POV.
I was shocked when his hands wrapped around me. I wasn't supposed to be hugging him either, but I was overwhelmed with emotions.
I stopped crying for a moment, and looked up at him, "Did you just hug me back?"
His eyes deemed slightly, as if he'd realized an error.
"That wasn't a hug. I just wanted you to stop crying," He responded, his voice holding a strain of warmth in it.
I couldn't tell if Alessandro was showing me another side of himself, or if I was just imagining things.
"You wanted me to stop crying?" I repeated, a bit shocked.
"Stop giving me that look," He snapped. "I don't care if you cry from now until the second coming of Christ. I hate it when people whine. I just wanted you to shut it!" His tone was harsh.
I felt offended by his response especially
