Maybe they attended Sofia’s wedding.
We never learned.
And strangely, none of us needed to.
Because some mysteries do not require answers.
Some only require endings.
Years later, the condo still belonged to Sofia.
She never transferred it to Ethan.
He never asked.
Instead, they rented it to young women leaving difficult relationships at below-market rates.
The first tenant cried when Sofia handed her the key.
“I don’t know how to thank you.”
Sofia smiled.
“Just make it yours while you need it.”
The condo that had once been hunted because of secrets became something entirely different.
A safe beginning.
Carmen had wanted it because she believed property meant control.
Thomas wanted it because he believed secrets meant power.
Javier wanted access because fear had taught him obedience.
Alexander gave it to Sofia because he wanted her protected.
But Sofia was the one who finally understood what it meant.
