Sophia Moore's POV

I floated in the darkness, surrounded by a soft, glowing warmth.

A familiar voice called out to me.

"Sophia... Sophia..."

It was my mother.

A rush of comfort and longing washed over me, like I was a little girl again, safe in her arms, wrapped in love and light.

But then—sharp pain. Like a blade slicing through the haze, dragging me back to the surface.

I gasped awake to find Ava's ...