<Fitz's POV>

As soon as I kissed Sophie, I wondered what she would do.

I finally got what I wanted.. but would Sophie accept it?

But instead... Sophie surprises me by kissing me back.

I run my hands through her hair and pull her as close as possible, her soft lips on mine.

After a few moments, she pulls away.

I look at her, expecting to see at least some happiness.

But, taken aback, all I see are her beautiful brown eyes, sparkling with tears.

She lets out a sob and tries to shove me away, but I envelope her in a hug, trying to comfort whatever she's crying about.

She dries her tears on my cape and I feel a strong sense of deja vu- the day I took her back and she realised she belonged with us, she did the same thing.

She stumbles back, just managing to choke out , "I shouldn't have done that.. I shouldn't have done that.."

Then she runs away.

My mind spins, realising shes hysterical over Keefe, but I'm nonetheless satisfied at what happened- apart from her crying.