No Second Chances Ex-husband novel Chapter 39

SOFIA'S POV

I had gotten home from the hospital when the adrenaline began to fade, replaced by something sweeter, something warmer. Victory.

Everything had gone exactly as planned. Almost too perfectly.

I stepped out of my shoes in the hallway, my feet aching a little from how quickly I had rushed out earlier, but it didn’t matter now. I placed my handbag on the table, took a deep breath, and smiled to myself.

The house felt different tonight. Lighter, calmer. As if the very air could sense that a nuisance had been removed from our path.

I walked over to the window and drew the curtains halfway, letting the glow of the evening lights spill across the living room. My heart still pounded in my chest — not from fear, but from excitement. Relief.

Finally, things were falling into place.

My phone buzzed, breaking the silence. It was Vee.

“On my way, babe.”

Perfect. She never kept me waiting.

I sent her a quick reply, telling her the door would be unlocked for her, and walked over to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. My hand trembled a little as I lifted the glass to my lips, but it wasn’t guilt. It was anticipation.

Ten minutes later, the door clicked open, and there she was — Vee, in her ripped black jeans and an oversized t-shirt, her hair tied up carelessly. She had that curious look in her eyes, the one she always had when she knew I had something juicy to share.

“Well?” she said, dropping her purse on the couch, not even bothering to sit yet. “Tell me everything. Don’t leave a single thing out.”

I let out a soft laugh, feeling lighter just by having her here.

“You might want to sit for this,” I teased, and she rolled her eyes but did as I said, sinking into the armchair across from me.

“So?” she pressed. “Did it work?”

I walked over, sat opposite her, crossing my legs. “It worked,” I said, my lips curling into a smile I couldn’t hide even if I wanted to. “It worked better than I could have imagined.”

Vee’s eyes lit up, and she leaned forward, elbows on her knees. “Tell me. Tell me everything.”

I took a slow breath, reliving every detail in my mind. “I sent Ethan that message. Told him I was bleeding and rushed to the hospital. Of course, he panicked and drove straight there like the lovesick fool he is.”

Vee chuckled, “Naturally.”

“Exactly. And while he was busy worrying about me and our baby, that gave the assassin the window he needed. Elena was left all alone, completely unprotected. And… he did it.”

Vee whistled low under her breath. “Wow. So it’s really done, then?”

“It’s done,” I said, my voice almost a whisper now. “She’s Dead, Vee. Really gone.”

A heavy silence hung between us for a moment, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. It was thick with satisfaction, shared understanding.

“Thank you,” I said finally, my eyes meeting hers. “For giving me his contact. He did an incredible job, honestly. Quick, clean… and he even sent me proof.”

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