Sonia’s POV
“All this time, you’ve been carrying the weight of something that never happened,” she said gently. “He’s made mistakes, sure. But going back to her? No. That’s not who he is.”
I covered my face with my hands, feeling a sob slip through my fingers. Relief, regret, and guilt all tangled together inside me.
Molly stood up, walked around the table, and hugged me tightly. “Hey, it’s okay. You love him, don’t you?”
“I do,” I whispered. “More than I want to admit sometimes.”
She smiled faintly. “Then fight for him. Don’t let pride ruin something real.”
When we finally sat back down, she started talking about Ethan… her boyfriend… to lighten the mood.
“He’s been trying to teach me how to cook,” she said with a laugh. “Yesterday, I burned the pasta. Twice. He said I was ‘creativ
