Sophia’s POV
The quiet after my words settled heavily between us.
Frank stared at me like the ground beneath his feet had shifted and he hadn’t quite figured out how to regain his balance.
Three years ago, I would have crumbled under that look.
Three years ago, seeing regret in his eyes would have been enough to undo every ounce of resolve I had.
But not today.
Not anymore.
The grocery store hummed with life around us. Shopping carts rolled across the tiled floor. Someone somewhere laughed loudly near the bakery section. A child begged their mother for candy.
Normal life.
Normal people.
Yet standing here with Frank again felt anything but normal.
He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something else.
“Sophia, I…”
Before he could finish, a pair of heels clicked against the f
