Sophia’s POV
Morning didn’t arrive like a revelation.
It slipped in quietly.
Soft light through the curtains. The distant hum of traffic. The low, familiar sounds of a house waking up.
For the first time in days…
Nothing felt wrong.
No buzzing phone.
No unknown number.
No message waiting like a shadow at the edge of my day.
Just… normal.
I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting that unfamiliar calm settle over me.
It felt fragile.
Like glass.
Because after everything…
Silence didn’t feel like peace anymore.
It felt like a pause.
Still…
I let myself breathe.
Maybe…
Just maybe…
We were overthinking.
Maybe the storm had passed.
I pushed the thought away before it could root.
Because deep down?
I didn’t believe it.
I got dressed slowly, choosing someth
