Sophia's POV
My head was pounding when I opened my eyes.
My body ached like I'd been hit by a truck, and my mouth was so dry I could barely swallow.
"You're awake."
Maria was sitting in the chair beside my bed, scrolling through her phone.
"What happened?" My voice came out scratchy.
She set her phone down, arranging her face into something like concern. "You fainted at the facility. Right after Mr. Whitmore shook your hand. The doctor said it was exhaustion. You've been pushing yourself too hard. Working long hours, skipping meals. Your body couldn't take it."
I stared at her.
Something wasn't right. The way she was looking at me, the slight tension in her shoulders—this was the same woman who had been trying to destroy me for weeks. And now she was sitting at my bedside playing t
