SOPHIA’S POV
My breath caught in my throat.
Darren stood at the end of the hallway, his silver eyes locked onto mine, unreadable yet intense.
Elsa stirred restlessly inside me, a mix of unease and something far more dangerous curling in my chest.
Henry shifted beside me, his presence solid, a quiet warning wrapped in stillness. “Say the word, and he’s gone,” he murmured.
Darren’s lips twitched as if he heard. “You don’t need to hide behind your guard, Sophia.”
I exhaled sharply, squaring my shoulders. I wasn’t hiding.
But I also wasn’t foolish enough to think this was a casual visit.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice cool.
Darren’s gaze flickered with something unreadable before he took a slow step forward. “I needed to see you.”
My fingers curl
