"You’ll know when you get there! Get up quickly!" To pique Maya Spencer’s curiosity, Sophia Bennett deliberately played coy.
"I’m not going, I’ll et them next ti, I’m too tired." Maya hadn’t even slept for an hour before Sophia woke her up.
When she first woke up, if she hadn’t seen Sophia crying, Maya would definitely have been in a bad mood.
"Maya, don’t be lazy, get up, look who’s still lazing in bed this late, hurry and accompany ." Sophia persuaded while pulling Maya.
"Sophia, please, my legs are weak, how can I go out to et people with you? And look at the marks on my arms, don’t you feel sorry for ?" Maya didn’t want to go out and be seen with the marks on her arms.
In such hot weather, wearing long clothes out would probably attract countless strange looks. Maya didn’t want to be a clown, for others to watch.
As for the "person" Sophia ntioned, if they were really ant to be, they’d have a chance to et eventually, so there was no rush.
Listening to Maya’s excuses, Sophia furrowed her brows, squinted her eyes, sized Maya up, and said helplessly, "Never mind! I’ll take you to et them next ti you return to your uncle’s house."
"Bring them ho? Sophia, have you really thought it through? Do you know them well enough?" Maya’s eyes widened in disbelief at the thought of Sophia bringing soone ho.
She thought to herself, Sophia’s recovery is astonishingly fast! Even though she and Christopher Scott never officially dated, she pursued him for over a year, moving on really quickly.
Sophia’s ability to pick up and let go easily made Maya admire her, truly soone who loves and hates with equal intensity, cutting ties cleanly without any lingering feelings.
Sophia, noticing Maya’s dumbfounded look, curled her lips into a aningful smile and said mysteriously, "I won’t tell you, you’ll see when you et them next ti."
Then, Sophia leisurely got up from Maya’s bed, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "You rest first, I’m off to my date."
Imdiately after, Maya watched as Sophia tiptoed around the obstacles on the floor and walked step by step out of the bedroom.
Not until the bedroom door closed with a "bang" did Maya take a deep breath, fall back onto the bed, cover her face with the quilt, and once again drift off to sleep.
After Sophia left Maya’s villa, she drove straight to the departnt store, where her date was already waiting for her.
In the car, she reflected on Maya’s earlier skepticism, a helpless smile on her lips. She understood the aning behind Maya’s words; if she could really consider it so quickly and bring soone ho, it would be great, but she still couldn’t forget about Christopher.
Even during dates, her mind wandered back to Christopher, unconsciously comparing her dates to him.
Knowing it’s not good yet unable to control her thoughts, unable to stop thinking about Christopher, unable to beco less picky, and unable to stop looking for traces of Christopher in others.
Sophia never imagined that one day she would beco like a madwoman, recklessly falling in love with a man who doesn’t love her back.
Thinking about her unreciprocated feelings, Sophia took a deep breath, bit her lip, and muttered to herself, "Sophia, you’ve let go, you must look forward, you’ll eventually et soone right."
Previously, when Sophia gave up on a target, within 24 hours, she could dive into another relationship, chasing another man.
However, this ti, she hadn’t seen Christopher for about ten days, yet her emotions hadn’t recovered, no one else caught her eye, and she hadn’t found anyone worth pursuing.
She thought perhaps from now on, she would live under Christopher’s shadow, troubled by him for life.
Even though it’s not good, she felt powerless, unable to control her thoughts.
Half an hour later, Sophia parked the car in the departnt store’s underground parking lot and hurriedly took the elevator to the eting place, afraid of keeping her date waiting.
On the fourth floor elevator lobby of the departnt store, as soon as Sophia got off the elevator, she saw a sunny, handso guy waiting for her.
The mont they saw each other, both broke into brilliant smiles and quickly walked toward each other.
Seeing Sophia co alone, the guy looked behind her and asked, "Sophia, where’s your sister? Didn’t you say you’d bring to et your sister?"
"Don’t ntion that girl, she almost made explode with anger." Sophia scratched her short hair, saying angrily.
"It’s okay, we can et her next ti." The guy was understanding, extending his big hand to ruffle Sophia’s hair, smiling comfortingly.
"Yeah, Theo, accompany shopping then! Lately, I’ve been feeling down, always feeling hollow, life seems aningless, so I can only pass the ti by shopping." Sophia explained her mood while holding the guy’s arm.
Between them, it seed like there was nothing they couldn’t talk about, like a sweet little couple.
"Alright, whatever you say, today whatever you like, I’ll buy it for you." The guy looked at Sophia with indulgence, his eyes so gentle, giving off a feeling of happiness.
So, Sophia wrapped her arm around the guy and started shopping. Just that over the past few days, she had been using shopping to numb herself, today she already didn’t know what to buy, so she kept eating as a way of venting.
She tried to numb herself, to use these little things to occupy her, leaving no ti to think about Christopher, no ti to allow herself to be sad.
anwhile, on the other end of the departnt store, Christopher Scott reluctantly followed behind Madam Scott, unable to muster any enthusiasm for anything around him.
These days, though he had moved from his apartnt back to his parents’ villa, his heartbroken mood hadn’t fully recovered.
Being in crowded, noisy places only made him feel lonelier, involuntarily conjuring up images of Sophia.
At this mont, he realized that the woman had already rooted herself in his mind, impossible to erase.
He still rembered the ti when Seven Murray had just gotten engaged, he was upset, but after Sophia began pestering him, his focus shifted inadvertently.
Without any warning, Sophia barged into his life, chasing Seven out of it.
Christopher clearly rembered during those days, Sophia pestered him all the ti, and they had even established so rules; her three ssages a day always arrived promptly.
Such behavior from Sophia sparked an intense aversion in Christopher; just thinking about dealing with Sophia would give him a headache.
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