Chapter 225

Sophia hailed a cab and headed home solo.

The sky was just beginning to dim, right in the midst of the busiest, most vibrant time on the streets.

Under the neon lights, it boasted a bustling hive of endless traffic.

A light drizzle had started, not heavy-just a gentle patter, signaling the approach of autumn's chill.

Perched in the backseat of the taxi, Sophia rested her head against the window, captivated by the dance of the raindrops on the glass.

The windows were tightly shut, and the rain traced winding paths down the pane, diverging into unseen rivulets.

Sophia's mood was as murky as the night outside, oppressed by an indefinable weight.

"You had no idea Patricia wasn't Brandon's real mom, did you?"

Don's expression of shock reverberated in her head.

She thought she had moved on from Brandon after two years of divorce, that she wouldn't be affected by the past events. But the old stories unexpectedly resurfaced, bringing with them a sharp twinge of pain.

Her mind drifted to a wedding she had attended years before.

the wedding, the groom made a special trip to honor

to

still visualize the mixture of pride and sorrow in the groom's eyes as he presented his bride, proud of his love

struck

a similar situation, albeit

that was just the difference between love and its

the fitting one

couldn't evade after a night of drunken revelry. Even though she knew better, being

times, but never had she regretted

today, Sophia felt a tinge of hate seep

with her-that he was just chasing Yolanda's shadow in

he divulged the truth during their senior year, she wouldn't have clung to the warmth he brought her at seventeen, wouldn't have thought of him repeatedly, wouldn't have allowed herself to succumb when they reconnected years later, and all the ensuing chaos could

found herself wishing that their paths had never

rain intensified, obscuring the entire window and the night scene beyond, the neon lights appearing as mere smudges through a

cracked the

in, bringing cool

and cautioned, "Miss, it's coming down hard

Sophia replied softly, leaning in to prevent

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