Chapter Forty-Five
Alicia's POV
Sophie hadn't spoken since we arrived. Not a word. Just silent tears and trembling hands that gripped mine too tightly.
My chest felt like it was caving in. The weight of everything pressing down until I could barely breathe.
What game was Travis playing? The kindness. The smiles. The welcome he'd extended to Sophie. None of it made sense. Travis didn't do kindness. Didn't do forgiveness.
Which meant whatever he was planning was worse than anything he'd done before.
I forced myself to focus on Sophie. To be the strong older sister she needed right now.
"Let me make you some warm tea," I said gently, guiding her to sit in the morning room. "Something to help you feel at home."
Sophie nodded but didn't speak. Just sat on the edge of the chair, looking small and lost in this enormous house.
