Sophia’s POV
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Next Morning!!
I woke up early before Brandon and started packing my clothes. Hearing the sound, even Brandon opened his eyes, wondering who was the rat in his room who was disturbing his sleep.
“Why are you packing your clothes?”, He asked, leaving the bed and standing beside me.
“Because I’m leaving.”
“Leaving? But why?” he asked in tension. If I would ask the same that whether he was getting tensed, he would deny it completely. “Is it because I ate your food?” he asked again.
Seriously?
What was I? A kid of 4 or 5 years old.
“No.”
“Then?” he asked, getting restless.
I sighed and dropped the clothes in my hand before cupping his face, “Brandon, I’m not leaving anywhere. I wonder how you didn’t notice it yet, but these are my old clothes that I’m going to give to
