Viya's POV
Sophia looked toward the door when she heard it open. Seeing me standing there with no apparent intention of removing my shoes, she slumped further into the couch.
"I got absolutely destroyed by a client today. Can't move a muscle."
"Your ex," I said, gesturing toward the apartment across the hall with mild exasperation, "told me to call you over for hot pot. Said he saw your social media post about wanting it."
"..."
Sophia's brow furrowed. "How did he see my post?"
She'd deleted Hawkins ages ago!
After a moment's thought, realization dawned on her face. I voiced what we were both thinking. "Did he add you back using some alternate account?"
Great minds think alike.
Sophia swung her legs off the coffee table and headed for the door. "Let's go."
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