Sophia’s POV.
“I can not believe you”, I said as I stormed out of the room. Derrick held my hand at the door. I turned and our eyes met. He held my gaze for a while, “Don’t leave”.
I flinched a little, making him let go of my hand. “Don’t tell me what to do”. I walked out of the door and down the stairs.
The maids’ mouths dropped in utter shock as they watched their master chase me around. He kept calling my name repeatedly as he walked behind me.
“Sophia! Sophia!. We need to talk. Let me talk!!”, he stopped me again by the door. I pulled away. “Let me go”.
“Why are we even arguing?”, he sounded worried and genuinely concerned. “I don’t want to argue with you”.
“I told you, I need time to think and you need to leave me alone”. I stopped walking and faced him. “Just let me be, I need
