Chapter 1: A Stranger in the Rain
He noticed her before she noticed him, which was usually how the worst trouble began.
Money could buy a great many things, she had learned, but never the one thing that was wanted most. She remembered the first time, and the last, and all the ordinary days in between that had somehow mattered more. The conversation turned, the way conversations do, from the easy things to the ones that mattered.
Sophia crossed the room slowly, aware of every step, of the way she was watching without seeming to. For a heartbeat the careful distance between them thinned to nothing at all.
"I'm not asking you to forgive me," Sophia said. "I'm asking you to listen." Sophia crossed the room slowly, aware of every step, of the way she was watching without seeming to.
Every choice had a price. Sophia had known that for years, and still the knowing never made it easier.
"You shouldn't have come," she said, and the words landed softer than they were meant to. Sophia crossed the room slowly, aware of every step, of the way she was watching without seeming to. Sophia crossed the room slowly, aware of every step, of the way she was watching without seeming to.
Whatever came next, there would be no pretending it had not begun.
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