SOFIAThe silence stretched after his first words. I could still hear that quiet laugh in my ear, smooth and steady, as if he had been waiting for me all along. My throat tightened, but I forced myself to speak before he could twist the air in his favor.“I’ll say this straight,” I said, my voice sharp. “If you think I called to play puppet, you’re wrong. I’ll work with you, but I move on my own terms. I don’t take orders like some weak thing you can pull by a string.”There was a pause, then a low chuckle. “Bold,” Guido said. “I like bold. But you called me, Sofia. That already says something.”I gripped the phone tighter. “Don’t mistake my call for surrender. I want something clear between us. If I do this, if I stand with you, I want ground of my own. Not scraps. Not some secret handout that makes me dependent. I want my own space, my own pull. I want to be seen as someone who can stand beside Marco, not as some pawn in your game.”He didn’t answer right away. I could hear the fain
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