DAMON’S POV
I was delighted that Sophia liked the necklace I got her. I’d been jogging that same route for years, yet I’d never noticed the big store tucked away down the lane until today.
On a whim, I went in and picked something out for her. A small gesture to show her that I hadn’t tricked her into being intimate with me. I just wanted to feel her warmth.
By afternoon, I got done with my work on the laptop, letting out a tired yawn.
"You should take a break, sir," Sophia suggested, sitting beside me in the living room as she peeled an orange.
I looked at her, uncertain about my feelings. I couldn’t quite understand why I was acting so affectionately toward her. Part of me thought I might be experiencing a genuine change of heart, while another part believed I was only treating he
