Chapter 43 Getting To Know Her

Sophia The morning sunlight spilled gently through the sheer curtains of the Ricci estate, casting everything in a soft, golden glow that made the room feel warmer than usual, though my heart still ached with thoughts that refused to be silenced. I stood quietly on the balcony, my hands wrapped around a cup of tea that Christian’s mother had insisted I drink every morning, the delicate scent of jasmine swirling in the breeze as if it was trying to soothe me, and for a moment, I allowed myself to close my eyes and just breathe.