Chapter 45
Strange Choices
Dane sat outside on the hall floor while Edgar spoke with Sophia. The teenager no longer trusted a man he’d liked for almost two years. He listened to the steady rumble of male and female voices and sent Sophia his unconditional love telepathically through the closed door. She felt it but made her peculiar decision, anyway. Edgar sat on the end of her bed and she clasped her arms around bent knees to avoid all physical contact with him. He craved it like oxygen; too little, too late.
“I should’ve listened.” His chest hitched with grief as he uttered the words; the closest thing to an apology he’d offered.
“Yes,” Sophia answered, not keen to put him out of his misery. “You should.”
“I thought she loved me.” Edgar ran a hand over his face, beard growth creatin
