Sofia's POVA knock on the door woke me up. I slowly sat up on the bed.*Knock knock*I quickly wore my slippers before making it to the door and opening it. I thought it was Enzo. He is always the one to come wake me up every morning, especially when Salvatore doesn't have the heart to.I frowned deeply when I saw who it was, Salvatore. I was about to close the door on his face when he used his hand to hold it steady, stopping me from closing the door.I rolled my eyes at him, before making my way to my bed, ignoring him.“Good morning angel,” he greeted, but I ignored him. I know I'm behaving like a child right now, but I do not care. Laying down on the bed, I covered myself up to my face with the duvet before pretending to sleep off “Come on, Sofia. Speak to me” I closed my eyes tightly. I didn't want to cry, but his voice, his presence, they were practically breaking my heart and I just cannot help but feel helpless, useless, and hopeless. “Sofia, speak to me, baby,” he said a
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