Chapter 165

• Sophia’s POV
• I had been pacing the living room for a solid ten minutes before I finally worked up the courage to tell Jenny. The words stuck in my throat, not because I wasn’t excited, but because it felt so surreal. Me, getting married? To Ian? How had life changed this much in just a few months?
• Jenny was sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone and humming softly. She hadn’t noticed my nervous energy yet, or if she had, she was pretending not to. Finally, I took a deep breath and just blurted it out.