Sophia’s POV

Mrs. Thorne?” Dr. Drew utters as soon as I’m out the door, surprise in her tone.

I approach her. “I’m sorry for being a nuisance.”

“No, no. Not at all.” She shakes her head. “Are you–”

“I’m leaving. Thanks for being so sweet to me,” I say, and walk past her with haste, blinking back tears. My heart is in shreds. My vision blurs terribly, but I don’t stop moving down the quiet hallway, quickly unwrapping the shawl around my neck—the one my Alexander ...