Sophia’s P.O.V

I blinked rapidly, staring at my father as though he had just grown wings and started floating.

“Wait—my own what?” I gasped, not trusting that I heard him right. “Are you serious?” My heart was already pounding, a mix of excitement and disbelief rushing through me like a storm. I looked between him and Vee, trying to gauge if this was some sort of elaborate prank, but they were both grinning from ear to ear like a pair of proud conspirators.

Dad ...