Chapter 112

• I knocked lightly on Sophie’s door, exhaling as I waited. I had no idea why I was here. Maybe I just needed to see her. Maybe I needed a distraction from the mess Lily had left in my head. Or maybe, deep down, I just didn’t want to be alone tonight.
• The door creaked open, and there she was—standing in the soft glow of the bedside lamp, wearing a pink nightgown that clung to her curves in just the right places. Her hair was slightly tousled, her eyes tired but warm.
• She tilted her head slightly, studying me before speaking. “Rough night?”