HANNAH
I opened my door first thing in the morning, fresh from a warm shower, intending to check if Willa was up yet.
But then I froze.
Sophie stood right outside, her hand raised mid-knock, a smile plastered on her face as she saw me.
“Hello, Hannah,” she said smoothly, lowering her hand. “Hope you had a good night’s sleep.”
My fingers tightened around the doorknob. Every instinct told me to slam the door in her face, but I wouldn’t. I wasn’t going to cower in my room or alter my morning plans because of her.
Without a word, I stepped forward, my shoulder knocking into hers as I brushed past.
“Don’t run away,” she called after me, amusement lacing her voice. “I just want a little chat, that’s all.”
I kept my eyes on the ground.
Left foot. Right foot. Left foot.
Keep moving. Ig
