Sophie’s POVThe plane had landed, but I was still lost in deep sleep.I must have looked ridiculous, curled up in my seat like a child, but I couldn't help it—the warmth of the cabin had lulled me into a peaceful slumber.I felt something warm drape over me, the familiar scent of cedarwood and mint surrounding me. Sir.I stirred slightly but didn't wake up completely. Somewhere in my hazy mind, I heard soft footsteps and the quiet murmur of voices.Then, before I knew it, I was being lifted effortlessly.Even in my half-asleep state, I recognized the warmth of his embrace, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against my cheeks.I let out a small sigh and nuzzled against his chest, feeling safe.Even in my sleep, I knew—I belonged here.As soon as we returned to London, my phone buzzed repeatedly.Brandon.I glanced at the screen and hesitated.After a few more rings, I finally picked up. "Hello?"Brandon’s voice came through, warm and eager. "Sophie, you’re back? I’d like you to visit
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