As Ryder's eyes narrowed slightly at the sound of the knock, Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Who could it be? Ryder's gaze lingered on Sophia for a moment before he turned heading toward the door.
"Ah, perfect timing," Ryder said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
Sophia's eyes darted to the door, her mind racing with possibilities. Who was on the other side of the door? A friend? A family member? Or someone else entirely?
Ryder opened the door, revealing a woman in her mid-50s with a kind face and a warm smile. Her hair was graying, and her eyes sparkled with a gentle warmth.
"Maya," Ryder said, his voice dripping with familiarity. "Come on in."
Maya's eyes scanned the room, taking in Sophia's disheveled state and Ryder's imposing figure. For a moment, Sophia thought she saw a flicker of concern in Maya's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a neutral expression.
"Hello, Sophia," Maya said, her voice warm and soothing. "I see you're settling in nicely."
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