Sophie's POVHolding up the black dress, Sophie eyed it with a deep grimace before throwing it over the heap of clothes she had created. She took out another magenta dress and immediately decided against it.She wasn't going to wear that.Sophie was never the type to cry over dresses she was going to wear to a party or an event but she had completely forgotten about Gina's parent's anniversary. If she hadn't gotten the call from Gina hours earlier and a text from Tyler a few minutes ago, she wouldn't have stopped what she was doing on her laptop to dress up.Her hand tightened on the knots of her towel as she eyed the stacks still in the wardrobe. She had no idea how many more she had to go through. She didn't usually feel too drained like that but she had quit her job on impulse and was now regretting it.What was she thinking?She groaned before her eyes caught a glimpse of the teal-green dress in the closet. She reached for it and took it out, admiring the deep sweetheart neckline

Tyler's POVTyler stared at Sophie to ensure that she wasn't watching before he gently strolled in the other direction, leading his insane guest away. Tyler didn't know exactly what Andy was willing to talk about but he was about ready to be done with it before it even started. To him, men like Andy should never be given the chance to speak in public.“I thought it was you I saw at the restaurant that day, ” Andy shoved his hands into his pants, his lips curved into a smirk.“Of course. Who else would have been proper to catch you in the middle of infidelity.” Tyler shot at him, his face a blank mask. “Your wife deserves someone better. I wonder why she sticks around.” He added, maintaining his glare.“Like you?” Andy was frowning deeply. “Someone better like you?” he cocked his head to the side to access him.Tyler smiled then.“You are finally acknowledging that I'm better than you. Nice.” He smirked.Andy's face flushed. “Fuck you, man, ” he spat.“I thought you'd be dead by now

Tyler's POVTyler sighed and shoved his hands into the pocket of his gray joggers. His eyes were fixated on the white-haired lady laying on his bed with all her hair sprawled out around her.Tyler hated to think about what he could do with her hair when he was moving inside her and he looked to automatically clear the thoughts away.It was almost noon yet she was still asleep. He was expecting her to still be asleep anyway. She had woken up twice at night to drown herself in alcohol and it might be stupid but he was really upset with her for drinking.He bit down on his lower lip as he watched her chest rise and fall to her steady breaths. Suddenly, she was fighting with the covers and turning on the bed. He watched with silent adoration at the serene look her face was shaped in. She looked so peaceful, so at peace with herself and Tyler felt the memory of her like that would be ingrained in his memory. He was going to do something about it to thin the way it would keep flashing thro

Sophie's POVSophie exhaled when she threw the door open to the face of Tyler. She swallowed nothing before planting her hands on her waist, refusing to look at him.She wasn't exactly mad at him. A lot that she wasn't expecting just seemed to happen on the same day and she wasn't sure how she was supposed to deal with it. A lot that included Tyler.“Can I help you?” she directed her question at him despite the small strain in her voice. Suddenly finding her nails very appealing, she busied herself with cleaning off specks of death that weren't there.Tyler sighed too and shoved his hands into his pockets. He wasn't sure how to deal with this kind of Sophie. In a very short while, he had gotten used to her loud witty self and he wasn't about to welcome the change.Standing to his full height, he tried to step closer but the glare cast at him discouraged him. He was already exhausted from everything that went on in his day. He wasn't about to add to it.“Can we talk?” Tyler asked in a

Sophie's POV“You have to come back. Please, tell me you are coming back soon.” Sophie stuffed potato chips into her mouth from the potato bag in her hand to prevent her from laughing out loud. The look on Kristen's face glaring at her from the screen was just too funny.And the fact that Kristen was calling her from the office on a Sunday evening was even more hilarious. She munched on the chips quickly when she saw Kristen giving her the puppy dog look.“Talk to me, Boss. I need you right now.” She whined, pouting her lips.Sophie shook her head with a grin. For some reason, she seemed to be enjoying the whole thing going on.“I'm not sure I will be coming back,” she shrugged, lazily. As Sophie uttered those words, reality hit her that she truly might not be going back to the office even if care wasn't taken. There was no way in hell that she would agree to be Giovanni's wife and her father would hold her to it forever.She looked away from the screen, the ache in her heart hittin