Chapter 63

Sophie said, pouting, "We grew up in the same neighborhood, yet you didn't even tell me you were coming back." Tanner had already entered the living room. He tossed the clothes he had bought for his mother onto the couch before sitting down and lighting another cigarette. He had a strong smoking habit, going through a pack a day. "What's there to tell? I'm back now. No need to make a fuss," he replied flatly, seemingly oblivious to Sophie's feelings. Sophie's face paled, and she instinctively bit her lip. "Don't say that. Telling me wouldn't cost you anything, would it? You have no idea how much I missed you while you were away." By the end of her sentence, her cheeks had flushed red. Even Tanner, as thick-headed as he was, began to realize something. He had never had feelings for Sophie, even though they had known each other since they were young. He had been a troublemaker in their neighborhood, and Edward wasn't any saint either. The two had often fought over their claim to t