Chapter 28

  "I LOOKED AND HE WAS ALREADY STARING."

  SOFIA.

  I barely made it through dinner.

  The entire meal, I could feel his eyes on me. Constant. Unwavering. Like he was trying to see through my skin into my thoughts.

  I kept my gaze fixed on my plate, on Isabella, on Marco—anywhere but him. Because I...

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