She listened to the approaching footsteps of the boy, and her small hands unconsciously rested on Christopher Scott's waist, cooperating with his act.
For a moment, Sophia Bennett couldn't even tell if she was acting or if she genuinely wanted to be close to Christopher Scott.
As she felt the breath of Christopher Scott, past memories drew closer, reminding her of his disdain for her; remembering how he never seriously replied to her texts; remembering how he would go so far as to entangle with other women just to make her give up on him.
As Sophia Bennett thought about these past events, her sense of inferiority inexplicably rose again, and her small hands gently slipped from his waist and tucked behind her back.
She had already said she would give up on Christopher Scott; this was just him playing along to help her fend off someone she didn't like, yet she took it seriously. Sophia Bennett despised her own lack of resolve, so she simply hid her hands away.
