Sophia’s POV
Until the quiet started to feel… too quiet.
It crept in slowly, like a draft you don’t notice until it’s already under your skin.
Life didn’t explode again overnight. It didn’t crash or burn or announce itself with chaos the way it had before. Instead, it softened. Smoothed out. Became almost… perfect.
And somehow, that was what unsettled me the most.
The days fell into a rhythm so gentle it almost felt rehearsed.
Work, laughter, evenings with Colton, late-night talks that stretched into sleepy confessions. Emily teasing me about the way I smiled at my phone. Amber dragging us into spontaneous hangouts that always ended in chaos and laughter.
Even the city felt kinder.
New York, for once, wasn’t roaring. It was humming.
People had moved on.
Or at least, they were pre
