Dexter stood there helplessly while suppressing himself. He wanted to take action yet was afraid I might get hurt. My misunderstanding from earlier today when he hurt that pervert on the train must've frightened him, making him think I might get upset again if he acted too drastically.
Dexter seemed really, really afraid that I might choose Damien over him.
"Sophia…" Dexter called out nervously, wanting me to choose him.
I gazed at him, feeling overwhelmed.
When Damien saw how I didn't struggle, he said coldly, "You're lucky you resemble Sophia Miller."
I gritted my teeth, wanting to punch him in the face.
Raising my head, I headbutted Damien in the face before turning around and hitting him. I had really wanted to punch him for a long time.
It wasn't that I didn't want to in my previous life; it was just that I didn't dare to. Damien often threatened the lives of those around me. That was what he did best.
