She trusted her more than anyone else.
In the hallway, Nina leaned closer, her voice low but urgent as she whispered one sentence that sliced straight through the joy.
“If you marry him tomorrow, you’ll repeat the worst mistake of my life.”
Sofia blinked, unsure whether she had heard correctly.
“What? Grandma, what are you talking about?”
“I can’t explain. I just… I need you to trust me,” Nina said.
Tears were gathering, and her hands trembled slightly as if she were fighting fear.
Sofia tried to laugh, to shake it off as stress or old memories rising on an emotional day, but the words burrowed into her like thorns.
By the time she lay in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling fan turning in slow circles, she couldn’t stop replaying them.
Repeat the worst mistake of my life.
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