Sophia's POV
Friday arrived quietly.
No emergencies. No unknown texts. No revelations landing at midnight requiring immediate action. Just Friday, the way Fridays were supposed to be, ordinary and unhurried and slightly better than the days before it.
Dominic had been discharged Thursday afternoon, two days later than he wanted and one day earlier than the doctors preferred, which felt exactly right for him. He was home now, moving carefully and pretending he wasn't, issuing instructions from the main room couch with the specific authority of a man who had decided that horizontal was simply a different kind of vertical.
Lena had dinner with Remy and Elijah on Thursday evening. Just the three of them. Nobody made a big thing of it. Remy had cooked, which apparently meant he had ordered
