Sophie's POV
I found it difficult that night. I heard my brothers and cousins coming home and having some drinks downstairs. It was 3 am when I eventually gave up trying to sleep and decided to go quietly downstairs.
In the kitchen I filled the kettle to make some tea, hoping the calming cup would relax me. I sat at the breakfast bar, my mind was all over the place. What was I doing with a guy like Adam? I want to love him more than anything, but how could I trust him? But he had never given me a reason not to trust him? He prevented Ryan from hurting me the first night we met.
But then the image of Ryan's bruised face came into my head. Adam did that. Yet, Aaron said he would have done the same, and so would any of my family members even Chris would have. I picked up my phone, I knew
