Sofia's POV
My phone rang just as I was about to step out of my room.
The screen showed an unknown number. For a second, I thought about ignoring it, but something inside me said to answer.
"Hello?" I said softly.
There was a short silence before a man's voice came through, low and calm. "Sofia."
My brow furrowed. "Who is this?" I asked.
"Who I am doesn't matter," he said. "What matters is that you know the kind of man Damien truly is."
I frowned. "What are you talking about?"
He let out a slow breath. "Damien had an affair with Rebecca—your late best friend."
The name hit me like a slap. "What?"
"She got pregnant," the man continued. "But Damien didn't want the child. He asked her to get rid of it. She refused. She said she'd keep the baby no matter what. And so… he killed her."
My throat closed. "No," I whispered, shaking my head even though he couldn't see me. "That's a lie."
