CHAPTER 62

Sophia’s POV

I stared at the bathroom door, my heart thumping in my chest. I held my breath as I waited for it to open, bracing myself for his presence.

But then, the sound of the shower came again, and I realized he was still in there, oblivious to the world outside, including Reese's tiny voice over the phone.

I turned my attention back to the screen where Reese's face filled the frame. Her big, expressive eyes stared back at me with confusion and disappointment. “Mommy, why can't you come home and sleep beside me?” she asked, her lower lip quivering.

I sighed softly, my heart aching at the sight. “Sweetheart, I have some work to do, and I'll be away for a few days. But don't worry, your Aunt Kayla and your nanny will be with you the whole time. They'll take good care of you.”

Reese's small brow furrowed, and she didn't nod. Her eyes, so much like Elijah's, mirrored the same stubbornness I often saw in him. “But I want you, Mommy.”

“I know, baby,” I whispered, trying to keep my voi