Leo pulled the nearby chair closer and sat down, and for a moment, he considered what to say.
Truthfully, he wasn't entirely sure how to approach the situation.
He could lecture her, but Sofia had probably already done enough of that.
He could tell her she was wrong, but that wouldn't necessarily make her listen.
He knew what it was like to be young and convinced that everyone older was simply trying to get in the way.
Hell, he was still young, but in moments like these, he had to mature.
"Look, I don't really know how to approach this whole thing."
Mia didn't look at him.
"Then don't."
"I'm already here, unfortunately."
He smiled faintly.
"But I do know one thing. All Sofia wants for you and me is good. That's it."
Mia shifted slightly.
"She doesn't have to make everything such a big deal."
"Maybe not. But she's not doing it because she enjoys arguing with you."
Leo leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees.
