Chapter 12

Sofia's POV

After a wonderful evening out, my mood changed. As we made our way to the elevator, I recognized voices echoing not far from us. I froze in my steps, questioning if I was imagining things. I could never erase that voice from my memory; it was engraved into my brain. When you hear the same things every day since you’re little, it tends to stick around.

Sterling picked up on my hesitation. When he turned to face me, there was a call for him.

“Oh, good, that’s everyone is here. Come join us,” Abram, Sterling’s father, chuckled. I could see Sterling frowning. I inhaled deeply, becoming intrigued with Sterling. Although he was a bit confused, he did not show it.

“We are tired, so we were heading up,” I responded without even turning around.

I took a step towards the elevator, but a familiar voice stopped me.

“These people are here especially to meet you; all you could do is at least greet them,” Abram said like he was tryin