Sofia Pov
“I knew exactly what I was doing when I said, ‘When should I start the tutoring?’
I saw the way his jaw tightened. The way he tried to hide how hard I was making it for him to stay good.
And I’m not sorry.
“Sofia.”
I jolt, snapping out of my thoughts as Grandma’s voice cuts through—way too close to my ear.
“Grandma, you scared me,” I groan, clutching the broom like a weapon.
She eyes me like she’s already onto my excuses. “Hmm. You’ve been holding that broom for thirty minutes and the living room still looks like a battlefield.”
“Shit.” I straighten, forcing a weak smile. “I was just about to, Grandma.”
“Just about to, huh? What are you daydreaming about this time?”
I force a laugh, dragging the broom across the floor even though there’s nothing but dust ghosts under t
