Alexander’s POV
Sophia didn’t say much after the call with her mom ended. I figured she had to get home immediately, so instead of riding with her to the company, I hitched a ride with my brother-in-law and had Garvey take her home.
A Master’s degree in Marketing and Communications, an honor student, multiple job offers that were declined on her behalf, and handles her IG account like it’s art.
Of course, she’d know why a once-popular product is no longer selling out despite spending thousands of dollars on ads.
But why has it left me troubled?
Her parents don’t want her to work a job; I don’t disagree. Providing for her would be effortless. But that’s not why I’m troubled. And for the first time, I can’t put a finger on it.
There’s a knock on my door before it opens.
I lift my eyes
