Christiana's POV
I got cozy on the couch, going through Sophia's journal, stuffing the spoonful of cookie dough ice cream with my free hand as I read the neat handwriting.
Two hours passed since Sam left for work, leaving me alone again. I got used to that. A part of me was annoyed because I wanted to spend some more time with him after… oh goodness, I can't believe I f****d him.
The doorbell rang, giving me a mini heart attack. I dropped the spoon in the half-filled box, placing my feet on the cold floor before freezing in my place.
My mind wasn't even functioning. I was about to open the door without hiding her journal. I placed it under the couch, then turned on the TV, surfing through the channels for something Sophia would watch.
I stopped at one of the channels, showing her fa
