(Sophia's POV)For the next few days, Alexander took care of my every need.He appeared in the room punctually every morning.Helping me wash and dress.His movements were careful and gentle, afraid of hurting me.But I remained silent throughout.He personally cooked my favorite desserts in the kitchen.Tiramisu, Italian macarons, and the lemon tart I used to love most.Then he knelt beside the bed, feeding me spoonful by spoonful."Open your mouth, Sophia." He said tenderly. "This is your favorite lemon tart."I kept my lips tightly sealed, refusing to eat.He waited patiently, the spoon hovering at my lips."You'll hurt your body if you don't eat."I suddenly opened my mouth, but not to eat.Instead, I bit down hard on his finger."Ah!" Alexander cried out in pain.Blood flowed from his fingertip.But he didn't pull his hand away, only frowned slightly."Sophia, bite me if you want to."I released his finger and looked at him coldly.He took a tissue to clean the wound, his eyes ful
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