Sophia's POVBy the time I got home, the city had settled into its usual nighttime rhythm.The traffic outside my apartment had thinned, and the distant glow of streetlights filtered through my curtains, painting long shadows across the living room. Tomorrow. The word echoed relentlessly in my mind. Tomorrow I will leave this apartment. Tomorrow I will move into Ethan Blackwell's penthouse. Tomorrow I would officially step into a life that had never belonged to me.I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, releasing a slow breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. For the first time since signing the contract, the reality of it all felt suffocating. Two years. Two years pretending to be someone else's fiancée. Someone else's wife. Two years of smiling for cameras, attending parties, and convincing the world that Ethan Blackwell loved me.I shut my eyes. "I don't want this," I whispered into the empty apartment. But wanting had nothing to do with it anymore. I had signed the
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