Sophia's POV.
Despite how Alessandro reacted to my suggestion, I still felt that he was hurt and was simply pretending, so I wouldn't get her. Although I was in his arms, enjoying his warmth, I could feel his troubled breaths.
I shouldn't have let my emotions influence my reasoning. I had just let my father achieve his aim. I knew something broke in Alessandro tonight, and it was my fault.
Why did I have to ruin the great time we had with my father's influence? Why couldn't I just—
"Birdie, you should sleep already," He whispered, wrapping his arms a bit tighter around me. "I told you that I'm not upset with you."
I didn't want him to get more worried so I just kept silent and pretended to be asleep. I felt him slowly pull himself from me, making my head slip onto the pillow.
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