He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 892

"I already picked the restaurant. It's the most expensive French place in the Capital. I'm texting you the address, and you're paying!" Sophia huffed.

Despite the aggressive tone, Helena could hear the faint, muffled sound of her friend crying.

"Okay," Helena said softly. "Dinner is on me."

Sophia grumbled a few more colorful insults.

She wasn't actually mad; she was just using the attitude to cover up how overwhelmed she was.

They chatted for another minute before hanging up.

Helena added Sophia back on WhatsApp.

When Helena had faked her death, she had erased every trace of her old life.

Her current identity was a completely clean slate.

She had purposely avoided contacting anyone from her past to prevent complications.

Sophia quickly fired off the restaurant's address.

Neither of them tried to force a long catch-up over text.

It had been too many years, and diving straight back in felt a little jarring.

Helena set her phone aside.

She lay back on the plush mattress, staring at the ceiling.

Here, there was no Julian, no Sebastian, and none of the suffocating drama.

For the first time in weeks, she drifted off easily.

While she slept, Skye tried to FaceTime her.

Helena missed the call.

When she woke up hours later, she saw the notification and quickly texted back.

Helena: [Sorry, baby. I fell asleep.]

The moment the text delivered, Skye's video call popped up again.

Helena answered and immediately noticed Skye wasn't in a hospital room anymore.

She was back at Aunt Claire's house.

The little girl grinned at the camera. [Helena! I got discharged! I wanted to tell you the good news right away, but you were sleeping.]

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