CHAPTER 19
Sophia's POV
I had just settled into my room, flipping through some notes for my next class, when my phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw it was my father. With a mix of excitement and apprehension, I answered the call.
"Hey, Dad," I greeted with a warm smile, as if he could see it through the phone.
"Hey, sweetheart," his voice came through, sounding just as familiar and comforting as ever. "How's everything going over there?"
I leaned back against the pillows, my notes momentarily forgotten. "Good, good. School's keeping me busy, you know how it is."
He chuckled on the other end. "I remember those days. So, how are your classes? How's UCLA treating you?"
I launched into a detailed account of my classes, professors, and the various projects I was working on. It
