Chapter 95— Between Dreams, Certainty, and Promises

(Point of view: Sofía Rojas)

The night had settled over us like a soft blanket, wrapping everything in that quiet that only comes after an emotional storm. Adrián and I were fast asleep, our bodies intertwined, our warmth the only refuge we needed, when the sharp ring of my phone shattered the moment.

I jolted awake, still half-dreaming, and answered without even checking the screen.

It was Mom.

“Sofía?” Isabel’s voice sounded tired and worrie