Chapter 22

• Henry’s POV
• I grabbed Sophia's hand and lifted her up from the bench. I wasn't done with her yet, so I quickly pulled up my pants while she did the same, and I held her hand, leading her toward the toilet cabinets close to the mirror . She willingly followed me. The toilet was spacious and empty as we entered and locked the door behind us even though we knew no one was coming in. I pushed her against a counter, and she looked at herself in the mirror, placing her hands on the stall.
• “I think we should not do this, you are drunk,” I protested with my las will to fight her.