Chapter 49

Dominic’s pov ; I watched Sophie as she bit open the sugar-roasted chestnuts, peeling them with care. To my surprise, she held one up to me. "Sir, you'll be the first to eat." Her earnestness caught me off guard, but I took the chestnut she offered, tasting the sweet, sticky warmth. It wasn’t bad, actually—soft and comforting, much like the little crybaby in front of me. She seemed blissfully unaware of my thoughts as she bit into another chestnut, smiling to herself. The sun filtered through the leaves above, casting light over her pale skin, making her almost seem to glow. Her nose was small and perfectly shaped, and there was a bit of chestnut powder dusted over her cherry-red lips. She looked so innocent. So tempting. And for some strange reason, it brought back my grandmother's misunderstanding—the way she’d somehow gotten it into her head that Sophie and I were having a child together. If I couldn't find some way to justify this soon, I’d be left without an explanation. "Do you t