CHAPTER 100

Sophie

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The restaurant was almost empty. Aside from the sales rep who stood behind the brown wooden counter and the group—two boys and four girls that sat in the far left corner, there was no one else.

A frown formed on the small face of Liam as his ice cream fell from his spoon onto the table for the fourth time.

Taking the small white plastic spoon from him, a warm grin stretched my lips. “Hold your spoon like that, and your ice cream will keep falling out,” I teased as I dug the spoon into the vanilla mound, its smooth surface allowing the chocolate syrup to trickle down.

It was his favorite, he’d always make me stop here after picking him up from his school.

“Ahh.” I urged him to open his mouth. And when he did, I slipped the spoonful into his mouth, the ice cream disappearing as I pulled out the spoon.

Liam’s hazel eyes sparkled, and his legs which were in no way close to reaching the ground swung with excitement. “Give me,” he reached out for the spoon.

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