Sophia’s POVThe cake box burned against my palms as I shifted my weight from one leg to the other. I’d been standing here for minutes, wondering if coming unannounced to my boyfriend’s place was a good idea.The last week had been rocky—he was always busy, always with an excuse, cancelled dates at the last minute and showed up late when he did come. It felt like we were slowly drifting apart, so I came here to mend what we once had.Jean and I had been together for more than a year.I’d attended his concert several times, but when we crossed paths again at a random cafe, he recognized me as a fan. The memory still made me smile. It made me believe maybe foolishly that we could fix whatever this was.I finally pressed the doorbell. Someone opened the door almost immediately, holding a glass of champagne in her hands. Her smile was blinding, loud music pulsing through my veins as small cackles of laughter filled my ears. “Well, come on in,” she urged, opening the door wider. “You're
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