Alexander's POV
I stared at Sophia from the bed. She stood inside the bathroom at the sink with the door wide open. Sophia was mumbling, rather loudly, to herself.
Like she had been doing all day.
I don't know what her problem was but it now became my problem.
When I woke up this morning, immediately noticed the crying and yelling. By the time I got next door, I wasn't sure whether she was provoked by Quincy or if she was genuinely upset. I was getting mad because she was mad and wouldn't tell me what the problem was.
But she's been the same way all day. That happened at 7:21 this morning.
It was now 4:32.
She stood in nothing but a bra and panties while I had just finished getting dressed. I had on a pair of grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. We were supposed to go to the grocery
