POV: Sophie
The early morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, soft and golden, but it did little to lift the weight that had settled on my chest. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the empty spot next to me where Burn had been. The club business was pulling him away more and more, and every time he left, I felt a piece of myself start to slip. Like I was losing myself to this world, piece by piece.
I came here for Josh—to save him. To pull him out of whatever dark place he had fallen into. But now, standing in the middle of this violent, chaotic world, I wasn’t sure where I fit anymore. Burn was possessive and protective, always making sure I was safe, but that left me in the shadows of his protection, unsure of who I was or what I was supposed to be doing here.
I was
