Sophie's head jerked up when he entered, and she stood, rushing to him and throwing herself against his chest and into his arms before he had time to stop her. She was going to start crying again, she could feel it. She pressed her face against him, choking back a sob.
She'd been so cruel to him. It had been Esme controlling her, but he thought it was Sophie.. He thought she'd done that.
She just prayed he wouldn't push her away. She didn't think she could handle that right now.