Sophie's POV
The security guard gave my vandalized car a curious once-over as I punched in the gate code to Liam's mansion. My hands trembled slightly, but I forced them steady. I couldn't afford to show weakness now—not with what I was about to do.
The mansion loomed before me, all imposing columns and pristine landscaping. This place had always represented everything I'd wanted: wealth, power, luxury. Now it just looked like a beautiful prison.
I parked in the circular driveway and took a deep breath, checking that the recording app on my phone was ready to activate with a single touch. The weight of my mother's revelation still pressed on me—my father alive, with Diane—but I pushed it aside. One impossible situation at a time.
