Chapter 75 A Kiss For The Devil
- The next morning, I woke up early.
- I wasn’t sure why I felt restless, but I did. Maybe because today was her birthday. Maybe because, for the first time in years, I was planning something for someone other than myself.
- I never cared about birthdays. The only one that had ever mattered to me was my mother’s. But now, here I was, planning a picnic for Sofia.