Evander Lancaster opened his eyes, his thin lips landing kiss after kiss on Sophia Hamilton's cheek. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper at you, shouldn't have refused to explain when things happened. I'm sorry…"
"Too late." Sophia didn't dodge, didn't resist. Those two emotionless words announced that their relationship had reached its end.
"No, Sophia, it's not too late. We're still young, we can still have kids. As long as we try, we can still have kids…"
In Evander Lancaster's whole life, he had never felt such panic as he did now. His handsome face buried in Sophia Hamilton's neck, he kept talking nonstop.
Sophia finally had a bit of a reaction. She raised her hand and tugged at the fabric on Evander Lancaster's arm, and said flatly, "Can you let go first? I really need to pee."
