Chapter 468

Sofia’s pov

I’ve been putting off having a conversation with Ryan.

Not because I was nervous to do just that.

Or perhaps I was a little bit nervous… or, a lot nervous.

It was still extremely unnerving to think of, because I was still yet to actually fully wrap my head around it.

Ryan had actually murdered someone for me. That thought was enough to make me shudder from nerves. The kiss has been the most unexpected out of everything, because it was something I hadn’t seen coming at all.

It had kept me up last night, even long after Luca had drifted off to sleep. It was the exact thought I woke up to, and the reminder that I do need to have a conversation with him, that same one which Matilda had suggested I told with him weeks ago.

A small sigh escaped my lips as I trudged into the closet while toweling my hair dry. Thinking about having that conversation alone was enough to make my head start to pound, it’s undoubtedly going to be awkward as hell, a scene which I’d rather no