The morning sun spilled into Sophie’s small home, painting the worn walls with warmth. Rohan had already prepared tea, setting it on the table with two slices of bread.
Sophie walked out of the bedroom with swollen eyes from the restless night, but she carried herself upright. She refused to let despair take her down.
“Good morning,” Rohan said softly, studying her face.
She forced a smile. “Good morning.”
“Did you sleep?”
“Not really,” she admitted, sitting down. She took a sip of tea, letting the warmth soothe her. “But I’ve decided something, Rohan. I won’t let lies destroy me. If David has doubts, then I’ll prove him wrong through my work.”
Rohan’s chest swelled with admiration. She’s stronger than she knows.
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Harder Than Before
That day, Sophie worked with more intensity t
