Chapter 107

Dominic’s pov ; The moment I saw Sophie standing outside the car, head bowed like a guilty little quail, I felt my temper boil over. This girl… no conscience. Not a single shred. She got herself into trouble, didn’t tell me, and then had the audacity to stand there trembling, as if she were the victim of my wrath. Suppressing the anger tightening in my chest, I snapped, “Get in.” She didn’t move. I gritted my teeth, my voice sharper now. “You did something wrong, and you still want me to carry you into the car?” Her head jerked up briefly, then she quickly shook it, her cheeks red. “No, no!” she stammered. “Then why are you still standing there? Do you enjoy standing in the cold wind?” I watched as guilt spread across her delicate features. Good. She deserved to feel guilty. Slowly, she reached for the door, fumbling, until I leaned forward and grabbed her hand. “Come on,” I muttered, helping her into the seat. Her small hand felt cold and fragile in mine. I wanted to scold her for bei