"Silly girl, I'm telling you, two days of pouting is enough. Don't get into a long feud with Christopher Scott, or we might scare him off!" Mother Bennett was worried that Sophia Bennett might go overboard.
"I know, I'm just teasing him. I won't let him slip away." At this moment, all the decisions Sophia Bennett had previously made were long thrown out the window.
Dignity, pride, modesty—let them all go to hell! All she knew was she liked Christopher Scott and wanted to be with him.
That night, Christopher Scott couldn't sleep, his mind filled with the image of Sophia Bennett. He lay alone on his big bed, even fantasizing how wonderful it would be if Sophia Bennett could lie beside him; if they could have a small home together, how wonderful that would be.
Meanwhile, Sophia Bennett also couldn't sleep, hugging her phone and staring at it silly all night, laughing in anticipation for tomorrow's arrival, eagerly awaiting Christopher Scott to come after her.
