Chapter 35
Sofia
I never quite understood how I ended up agreeing to live with Ian. It was one of those impulsive decisions you make in a moment of desperation, when it felt like there was no other option after that stupid scam we got caught in. Ian was... well, Ian. Sarcastic, insufferable, and messy like few others. But he was also someone I could trust, though I’d never admit it out loud.
We shared a small yet functional apartment in one of the city’s most chaotic areas. I had claimed the kitchen as my territory, scattering my documents, folders, and Post-it notes across every available surface. Ian, on the other hand, had turned the only bathroom into his improvised darkroom for developing photographs, leaving everything permeated with that chemical smell that drove me crazy.
So
