CHAPTER 125

Sophie

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The sun had risen, and so had I. My footsteps echoed off the walls of the hallway as I made my way to Liam’s room. Entering the room, I trod straight to Liam, who was lying on his bed covered in blue and cream bedspread.

Liam’s eyes fluttered before opening completely. "Mummy, good morning.” His voice was sharper than his pale face. He brought out his hands from beneath the multicoloured blanket.

“How is my love doing?” I placed the back of my palm on his forehead and then his neck. His body temperature had dropped.

“I thought I was your love.” Luca’s voice startled me, and I turned back.

My eyes fell on Luca leaning against the door frame in a black suit, one hand dipped in his pocket, the other holding up a cup of tea. The jasmine scent from the tea outlined the air in the room as the steam curled upward.

“Tea?” I questioned, arching a brow. This was new. He was a coffee person. “Few days in Japan, and you are now a tea person,” I teased with a hint of a smile, an att