Sophia's POV
The moment I stepped out through the revolving glass doors, the last thread of strength holding me upright finally snapped.
The adrenaline drained like a tide pulling back, leaving nothing but exhaustion behind.
I braced myself against a marble column, breathing hard. When my vision steadied a little, I pushed up my sleeve and stared at the nasty abrasions on my forearm.
Some were from fighting Ava.
Some were from collapsing earlier on the street.
Now that the salvage money was secured, I needed to get my body treated. I couldn’t afford to fall apart before Olivia was pulled from the sea.
I forced my feet forward.
But the fever still hadn’t fully released me. My head swam for a split second.
My heel twisted.
I shut my eyes, despair hitting fast. I was about to slam i
