Sophia's POV
I woke before my alarm, in the gray, uncertain light just before sunrise, and for one merciful, disoriented moment I didn't remember what today was.
Then it settled over me all at once—the weight of it pressing down before I'd even opened my eyes fully. Today was supposed to be my wedding day.
I lay still in the unfamiliar guest bed, staring up at Eleanor's ceiling, listening to the quiet sounds of the house waking up around me—the twins' muffled voices somewhere down the hall, the distant clink of Eleanor moving through the kitchen, the ordinary rhythm of a morning that was supposed to feel nothing like this one.
The wedding invitation was still sitting on the nightstand where I'd left it the night before, gold foil catching the thin morning light. I hadn't been able to t
