Chapter 17

Sophia's POV

I woke the next day still restless, the weight of being fired from Mondragon's sitting uneasily alongside everything else from the night before.

Being let go wasn't something I was proud of, but there was nothing to be gained from dwelling on it. I got up, dressed, and told myself I'd find something else, whatever it took.

Blake was blocking my doorway before I'd even made it out of the building, and I tried to walk past him without breaking stride.

"Hey, wait a minute. I was expecting you to thank me," he said, a smirk pulling at his mouth.

"Thank you for what?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"For stopping my rogue from taking their anger out on you yesterday," he said.<