5. Therapy With Mr. Pompous

Sofia's POV

For a moment, I had forgotten the reason I was here or rather kidnapped.

I just wanted to admire the cold look on his face for as long as I can and watch him stare back at me with those emerald-green eyes.

The fact that he doesn't care if we had the same type of eyes hurts me deeply and even for once, I wanted him to say something about it.

We had our seats on the opposite sides of the glass table and I was lost in my wild thoughts.

I don't know what was going on with me but there could only be one answer.

My heart was racing crazily for this random hot stranger and I pushed the blame on the loneliness I've experienced all these years.

All by myself.

But why now? I met with a couple of men during my job hunt that day and did not feel this insane emotion until now.

I thought love at first sight is a fairy tale. A fvcking fiction to make a story look good but I was beginning to think the opposite.

I just met this man and I'm turning into something else.

'Wake up to reality,