Sophia’s POV“Grandma Evelyn!” I called out, my heart pounding with relief and concern. I rushed over to her, kneeling beside the bench. “We’ve been worried sick about you. Are you okay?”Evelyn turned to me with a gentle smile, her eyes twinkling with recognition, but she said, “Oh, Sabrina, it's so nice to see you, dear.”I felt a jolt of confusion. “Grandma Evelyn, it's me, Sophia. Remember? I'm designing your new home.”She continued to smile, her gaze drifting past me. “Sabrina used to love the slide here. We would come almost every weekend. Such a sweet girl.”I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. “I'm Sophia,” I repeated gently. “We met recently, remember?”Evelyn’s eyes filled with tears. “Sabrina was always so full of joy. I miss her terribly.”I reached out and took her hand, my voice softening. "Let's go home, Grandma Evelyn. Everyone is worried about you."Her grip on my hand tightened as she looked directly at me, her tears spilling over. “Let's go home, Sabrina.”For a m
Serena’s POVI sat on the hard, cold bench in my cell, my mind swirling with thoughts of regret and self-loathing. How did I end up here? I never wanted any of this to happen. I should have told Elijah everything from the start, but fear had paralyzed me.“I shouldn't be here,” I muttered to myself, gripping the edge of the bench tightly. “I'm not the one who planned this.”But here I was, locked up and alone, my only company the echoes of my own thoughts bouncing off the walls. I knew Elijah blamed me for what had happened to Sophia and Reese. He refused to even look at me, let alone speak to me. And I couldn't blame him. I had failed him so badly. “Why didn't I tell him everything?” I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. “Why did I let fear control me?”The answer was simple. The mastermind behind it all had threatened Elijah's life if I said anything. I couldn't risk that, no matter how much I wanted to. The thought of Elijah getting hurt because of me was unbearable.“I love you, E
Julia’s POVI sat in the passenger seat of Elijah's car, staring out the window and thinking about how Grandma Evelyn had treated me. That old woman doesn’t know what she’s saying!It made me feel so frustrated that Evelyn never really accepted me as her granddaughter Sabrina. But having her insist that Sophia was the real Sabrina was truly pissing me off. “I don't want to go home,” I muttered, breaking the silence. “I'll just feel even sadder and lonelier.”Elijah glanced at me, concern etched on his face. “But Julia, where will you go? Would you rather return to the party? Perhaps some of your friends are still there.”“No,” I said, frowning. “I’m not in the mood anymore.” Then slowly, I reached out to touch his hand gently. “I’d rather spend the evening at your house, Elijah. Just like old times.” I was well aware that growing up, Sabrina used to spend a lot of time at his house. I wanted to prove to him that I could really be Sabrina, his long-lost love and best friend. He hesi
Sophia’s POVGrandma Evelyn's voice was filled with emotion. “I'm sorry, Sabrina. I just can't bear the thought of you leaving,” she said, her eyes misty. “You’ve been gone for a long time and now that you’re back…” She trailed off, and I bit my lower lip. Gosh, I can’t leave like this. Glancing at Grandpa George, he simply shrugged helplessly. “It's okay, Evelyn,” I reassured her, placing a comforting hand on her arm. “Maybe I'll stay for the night. Anyway, Reese is already asleep now.”Evelyn sniffled, smiling. “You're such a good girl, Sabrina. I don't know what we'd do without you.”I squeezed her hand gently. “I'm Sophia. Remember?”She blinked, confusion clouding her eyes for a moment before she nodded. “Yes, of course, Sophia. You're my Sophia. Also my Sabrina.”I sent a quick message to Reese's nanny, letting her know that Kayla, my best friend, would be sleeping over and that I'd be back in the morning. Evelyn led me to the bedroom that used to belong to Sabrina whenever s
Sophia’s POV“Sophia, how about joining us for a stroll in the park this morning?” Grandpa George suggested as he joined us. “If you don’t have to go yet, it would be great for you to join us. It's Evelyn's daily exercise, and she could use your help.”“I’d love to,” I replied, which made Evelyn smile widely and look quite eager to get started. The three of us made our way to the park, the cool breeze carrying the promise of a beautiful day. As Grandma Evelyn practiced walking, she was unusually cheerful and talkative. She kept sharing stories of Sabrina, which I found entertaining. “Her favorite part was always the slide,” Grandma reminisced, her eyes glimmering with delight. “And she loved playing hide and seek with Elijah. They were inseparable.”The mention of Elijah brought a smile to my face. I could almost see him as a child, his eyes wide with excitement. But amidst the warmth of Grandma's stories, a shadow of doubt lingered in my mind. Could I really be Sabrina? Julia had
Sophia’s POVAm I Sabrina? What kind of question is that, coming from Julia?I gave her a puzzled look, remembering those moments when Elijah and I were just getting to know each other and I thought that he could really begin to care for me and eventually fall in love with me. Apparently, he was just using me as a substitute for Sabrina, I thought bitterly. That’s why he never learned to appreciate and truly love me. “What do you mean, am I Sabrina?” I asked Julia, bewildered. She blinked and suddenly looked flustered. She straightened her shoulders and replied, “I mean, you look like you really want to become Sabrina, you know. And that was probably the reason Elijah became attracted to you in the first place.”A crease formed on my forehead and I felt a surge of annoyance. “It doesn’t matter, we’re divorced already. And no, I don’t intend on taking your place as Sabrina. I’m not sure why your grandmother keeps saying I’m Sabrina, but it’s not who I want to be. I just want to be m
Sophia’s POVI made my way down the narrow aisle of the airplane, scanning the seat numbers until I found mine. The anticipation of attending the design conference in New York with Trevis filled me with excitement and nervous energy.Nevermind if Julia’s there. Hopefully she won’t be weird anymore. Just as I was about to settle into my seat, a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks.“Hi, Sophia!”I turned, and there was Elijah, smiling at me. “Elijah? What are you doing here?”He grinned, a hint of mischief in his eyes. “Business trip to New York. I heard about the design conference and thought I'd drop by. So Trevis and I booked our tickets together.”Before I could respond, Julia, who had been walking behind me, piped up. “Well, isn't this a coincidence? How about we switch places, Trevis?” She didn't wait for a response, immediately taking Trevis's seat next to Elijah.I glanced at Trevis, who shrugged and gave me a reassuring smile. “Guess it's you and me, Sophia.”As we settled
Sophia’s POVThe elevator ride up to the executive suite was enveloped in an uneasy silence. Julia and I stood side by side, the quiet hum of the elevator filling the space between us. I glanced at her reflection in the mirrored walls, noticing the furrow in her brow and the way she kept wringing her hands.When the elevator dinged softly and the doors slid open, we stepped out and walked down the plush carpeted hallway. Gosh, she seems so tense. I wonder what’s going on in her mind. We reached the door to our suite, and I swiped the keycard, pushing the door open.The moment we stepped inside, Julia broke the silence. “Sophia,” she began, her voice wavering, “I need to apologize for the way I acted the other day.”I turned to look at her, surprised. “What do you mean?”She took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I was rude to you. I said some things I shouldn't have. I... I was missing my grandmother a lot that day. Grandma Evelyn... she’s never really accepted