Chapter 11

Sophie’s pov ; That day when Sir left me with that cold glance, I felt like crying. His eyes, usually so distant, had grown even colder, and when they locked onto mine for that brief second, I felt an overwhelming chill seep through my skin. That glance made me feel like I was falling into an ice cellar, and I couldn't breathe for a long time after he walked out of the door. I stood there, frozen in place, my heart pounding in my chest as I stared at the spot where he had just been. What did I do wrong? Did I offend him in some way? I looked down at my skirt. Was it because I soiled my skirt? Did he think I was careless, or worse, slovenly? I bit my lip, fighting back the wave of embarrassment that threatened to overwhelm me. But I like to keep myself clean. But that look in his eyes made me question everything about myself. Aunt Rosa laid a comforting hand on my arm. "Don't think too much. Mr. Dominic must have something urgent at work so he left suddenly." I nodded slowly, but the un