Alexander
Sophia’s eyes widen, and she quickly turns around, the door to the sitting room slamming shut behind her. I’m still thrusting in and out of Evelyn, whose brows have furrowed at the sound, her eyes searching mine with questions:
What was that? Who was here?
I drop my head in defeat and frustration, stilling inside her. I wanted one more time with her, a chance to say goodbye before I had to face this new reality. But even I am not so cruel as to make Sophia wait for me to finish inside someone else before I run after her.
Even if she deserves much worse.
I slowly pull out of Evelyn. “What is it?” she asks.
I sit back on the sofa as Evelyn sits up on the table. “Sophia walked in.”
Evelyn’s jaw drops.
I’m shaking my head even as I say, “I have to…” I can’t even say the words
