Chapter 15

Dominic’s pov ; I was buried in work, dealing with the endless responsibilities that came with running the Williams Group, when I heard a faint sound coming from Sophie’s room. At first, I thought it was nothing, but then I heard it again—a soft moan, followed by what sounded like murmurs. I stood up, walked to her door, and knocked. “Sophie?” There was no response, only more incoherent words. A strange feeling crept over me. I pushed the door open and saw her twisting in her bed, drenched in sweat, her face pale, as if she was trapped in a nightmare. “No, I won’t go…This is not my home.” She cried out in a hushed voice. I rushed over and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her gently. “Hey, wake up” But she remained locked in her dream. Her forehead was burning, far too hot. Damn it, why was she having another fever? Her body was still recovering from the cold, and now this. It was late—too late to call the doctor again. Though it's fine. I had enough knowledge to manage on my own, at leas