Chapter 23 Stop It!

• Sophia
• The untouched food on the dining table sat before me like a silent mockery, a reminder of everything that had shifted overnight.
• I had never been one to waste food—especially not after spending nights with nothing but hunger gnawing at my stomach—but I simply couldn’t stomach it tonight. Not with the way Christian had looked at me, his silver eyes void of warmth, as though I was nothing more than an obligation he was forced to endure.