SOFIA'S POV

I had gotten home from the hospital when the adrenaline began to fade, replaced by something sweeter, something warmer. Victory.

Everything had gone exactly as planned. Almost too perfectly.

I stepped out of my shoes in the hallway, my feet aching a little from how quickly I had rushed out earlier, but it didn’t matter now. I placed my handbag on the table, took a deep breath, and smiled to myself.

The house felt different tonight. Lighter, calmer. As if the very air ...