Chapter 4

I thought I could finally get a good night's sleep. But in the middle of the night, I was jolted awake by Sophie.

She stood by the doghouse, holding a plate of lobster and a few delicate little cakes—clearly made with great care.

Sophie smirked and taunted, "See this? Mom made it especially for me to cheer me up! Now look at you..."

She let out a sharp, triumphant laugh.

It was the middle of the night, and honestly, her laughter was a little terrifying.

I tightened my grip on Happy.

He must have sensed my fear. His lips curled,…