Sophia
An Unfriendly Acquaintance.
The soft knock pulled me out of my daze.
“Lunch is ready,” Isabella called through the door.
I blew out a breath and rubbed my temples. I was still so taken aback by my realization earlier, and my mind wasn’t in the best of places.
The voice was still echoing in my mind—the threat, the slip, the unsettling realization that the voice had been a woman’s.
I hadn't told Ricci yet.
I didn’t know why I was hesitating, but something told me to sit with this information a little while longer before I threw it at him. Wasn't like he needed to know anyways.
Isabella knocked again.
“Coming,” I grunted as I rolled off the bed.
We strolled in silence down the hallway toward the dining hall. I looked around as Isabella shuffled hurriedly and nervously, her h
