Sophia leaned forward on the couch, fists tightly clenched in her lap, turning to Lexie, who paced back and forth across the living room of the beach house. Tension sat thick in the air; the sound of the waves crashing against the shore outside a dull contrast to the storm brewing within. Neither one of them had heard a word from Victor since he'd stormed out the night before.
Lexie froze mid-step, turning to Sophia. "He's going to call, right? I mean.he has to. He wouldn't just disappear after all that, would he?
The knot in Sophia's stomach twisted tighter as she bit her lip. "I don't know," she whispered. For the truth was, she did not know what Victor would do. Last night had shaken her to the core, and the bitterness in his voice, the venom with which he'd spoken about his father, s
