Sonia’s POV
It was a question that had no business living rent-free in my mind anymore, especially now, when everything was supposed to be fine. Life at the Lims’ mansion had slipped into a strange sort of calm, as if the universe had finally given me permission to breathe again.
But that question… it never really left.
It lingered, quiet and steady, like a heartbeat beneath the noise of normal life.
Weeks passed.
I survived them better than I thought I would, maybe because burying myself in textbooks left less room for thoughts that hurt. The nights were no longer sleepless, and the nightmares had stopped. Or maybe they hadn’t; maybe I was just too tired to dream at all.
When the results came out, Clara insisted on celebrating.
She called it a “family dinner,” though it felt too gr
