The Rossi estate felt different at seven in the morning than it had on any of Elena's previous visits, quieter in a way that had nothing to do with the early hour and everything to do with the fact that she now belonged, on paper, to every room in it.
Sofia met her at the door before the staff had finished carrying in the last of Elena's boxes, already dressed, already smiling in a way that looked entirely unforced.
"I claimed the room next to yours before anyone could argue about it," Sofia said, looping her arm through Elena's like they'd been doing this for years instead of days. "I told my father it made sense for security. It also makes sense because I like you more than almost anyone currently living in this house, and I want you close."
"I appreciate that more than you know."
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