Chapter 21
- Sophia’s POV
- I stared at Ian in confusion as he turned his back on me while blood dripped from my wrist. I didn’t understand why he turned away from me the moment I cut myself. Could it be that he didn’t like the sight of blood?
- “Ian?” I called out, watching him intently. His whole body had gone rigid and he was grilling the edge of the table so hard that I feared he might get himself injured.