CHAPTER 58

Sophie

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With my shoes in my hand, I muffled my steps, tiptoeing up the stairs toward the hallways. Benjamin had dropped me off here. The sight of Alex’s medication on the back seat tightened a knot in my stomach, but he had fallen asleep just minutes into the drive, so I couldn’t ask him about it.

Arriving at my room, the door was ajar, allowing a sliver of light to filter into the dark hallway. A cushioned sound sliced through the silence. Giving the door a gentle push, the door opened with an almost silent whoosh.

“Your door was open when I came, so I decided to drop the painting here.” Luca placed his hand on the large painting frame.

"Oh, thank you.” My eyes hovered over the painting. The amount spent on the painting made it hard to accept but also made it impossible to reject it.

We stood in silence, staring at each other as though we were searching for words in each other.

"Uhm, good night. Tomorrow,” Luca said, his eyes darting around the room.

I nodded. “Uhm, good night. T