Sophia's POV
The two weeks before Edinburgh moved differently to the two weeks before.
Everything was still moving, the legal proceedings, the Meritus patent filing with my name on it, Lena finding her way into the shape of the family one dinner at a time, Diana existing on the periphery of things waiting for Lena to be ready. But it moved at a different pace. Less urgent. Less like running and more like walking with somewhere to go.
I noticed things I hadn't had time to notice before.
Damien made coffee every morning at six forty five. Not because anyone asked him to. Just because he was up and the coffee machine was there and it had apparently become a thing he did now without deciding to.
Dominic read in the evenings. Actual books, not reports or documents, just books, sitting in t
