Dami’s POV

The silence that followed Sophia’s words felt heavier than the walls of the house. I stared at her as she walked back in again trying to make sense of what she just said.

“You’re really leaving?” I finally asked.

Sophia avoided my eyes. Her boxes were neatly stacked beside her bed, and the way her fingers clenched around her handbag told me this wasn’t some emotional bluff.

“I can’t stay here anymore,” she said quietly. “I’ll see you at the office ...