Sophia Moore's POV

Amy came to see me that same night. Honestly, if she hadn't come, I would've gone looking for her myself.

She walked straight to my hospital bed and dropped to her knees, tears spilling down her cheeks like a dam breaking.

"Sophia... I—I'm so sorry." Her voice trembled. She was shaking, her eyes wide with fear and guilt.

"I didn't have a choice," she whispered. "If I'd known they would hurt you like that, I never ...