Under the early morning sun, Damain's black SUV rolled smoothly to a stop beside Sofia's usual café, a quiet spot nestled close to her workplace.
Sofia turned, meeting Damain's gaze, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against his lips.
"I'll see you later tonight?" she asked, a hopeful gleam lighting her eyes.
Damian only offered a faint smile in return. "I'll keep in touch."
Disappointment flickered across her face, quick and restrained, before she masked it with a small, polite smile. She bid him farewell and stepped out of the car, the door closing softly behind her.
The moment she was gone, Damian sank back into his seat and released a long, heavy sigh. Truthfully, he had enjoyed his time with Sofia more than he ever had with Clara, yet something about her growing attachment unsettled him.
It was unfamiliar.
