Sophia’s POV
That night didn’t end the way nights usually did.
There was no easy laughter.
No soft drifting into sleep.
No quiet peace.
Even when Colton held me close, even when his hand stayed laced with mine like a promise he refused to break, something lingered.
A presence.
Not in the room.
But around us.
Watching.
Waiting.
The next few days unfolded carefully.
Not normally.
Carefully.
Every movement felt… monitored.
Not just by Colton’s security.
But by something else.
Something we couldn’t see.
Colton didn’t say it out loud, but I could tell he was on edge.
His calls got quieter.
Shorter.
More frequent.
His security team doubled without announcement. New faces rotated in and out, blending seamlessly, but I noticed. I always noticed now.
And me?
I followed the r
