Sophie started walking.
“No.”
Chloe hurried after her.
“That sounded like there was another half to the sentence.”
“There is.”
“What is it?”
Sophie looked at her identical twin.
“You’re paying for my new door.”
Behind them, Leo’s laughter carried out of the warehouse before the door slammed shut.
Sophie did not feel powerful.
She felt tired, furious, bruised, and very much alive.
For once, that was enough.
