Villain Ch 1726. Not Vulnerable
Sophia followed from a distance. Quiet heels on colder concrete, silk scarf pulled high enough to hide her face from the rare midnight pedestrian. Her eyes stayed locked on Allen's back, sharp and calculating under the glow of each passing streetlamp.
She'd done this before—followed people. She was good at it. Light steps, quiet breath, patient timing. Most people didn't look behind them unless they were paranoid.
Allen, of course, was paranoid. But that didn't mean he was perfect.
He'd just left that girl's apartment. Azura, wasn't it? The cousin. The one who somehow survived Allen's distance and still got close. Disgusting.
Sophia clenched her jaw.
She hadn't planned this part. Not tonight. She just happened to be nearby. That's what she told herself.
Just nearby.
Just watching.
But then she saw him leave, alone, and all the thoughts she'd been pushing down clawed their way back up.
'This is your chance.'
She followed.
