Maya’s POV
What was my best friend doing here?
The question echoed inside my head as I stared at Sophie, unable to make sense of what I was seeing. My shock rooted me to the spot, stealing every coherent thought from my mind. For one impossible moment, it felt as though the world around me had simply stopped moving. The music from the underground club beyond the office walls became a distant hum, and all I could hear was the frantic pounding of my own heartbeat.
For several long seconds, neither of us moved.
Then Sophie’s voice brought me back to the present.
“Maya… what are you doing here?”
There was surprise in her voice, but not enough. It was restrained, carefully measured, as though she had caught herself just in time. It wasn’t the reaction I expected from someone who had spent
