Adam had even paid the hospital in full.
Sofia had done everything she could to handle it on her own—signing a promissory note after her sister passed, holding on to the last fragile pieces of pride she had left. She never expected Isadora's friend to step in and vouch for her, much less that Adam Ravenstrong would be the one quietly erasing her burdens behind the scenes.
But of course, he had looked into her background. How else could he have known about the mountain of debt she had tried to hide?
It was surreal. Her phone had buzzed nonstop all day, each notification a quiet shock—confirmation after confirmation that someone had stepped in and handled what she no longer could. Debt cleared. Paid in full. Simple words, but they felt like thunder in the silence she'd been drowning in.
Adam had saved her. Without fanfare. Without making her feel small.
