Sophia's Pov

The period following Graham's departure was a whirlwind of intense emotions and significant transformation. Every day, when I opened my eyes in the tiny, strange hotel room, I was faced with the familiar feeling of intense solitude. My phone kept vibrating constantly with messages and missed calls from Graham, each one serving as a painful memory of what I had walked away from. I couldn't endure hearing his requests, his excuses, or his sincere communications. Every time his name appeared, it felt like a new injury had been inflicted, preventing any chance of recovery.

Hoping to find comfort, I blocked his number in desperation, seeking peace by ending...