**When Night Grows Softer Hope Returns To Lead Us by Asa Rowan Finn**
**Chapter 22**
“You can hold off on getting out until she arrives,” Liam murmured, his eyes gently closed, head resting against the seat in a way that suggested he was savoring the moment of peace.
Sophie couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him. A mischievous thought crossed her mind—if only she had a phone, she could capture this moment and save it for a rainy day, perhaps as leverage for future playful blackmail. Just a few moments later, the familiar sound of Helen’s arrival broke the stillness as she turned on the lights. “She’s here. I’m going to head inside,” Sophie announced softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She opened the car door and began to slide out, a sense of gratitude washing over her. “Thanks again for the ride. I really appreciate it, but you don’t have to do this again. I can manage just fine.”
Liam responded with a nonchalant grunt, and Sophie stepped out of the car, feeling the cool air wrap around her as she entered Helen’s shop, which had been unlocked just for her.
“Good morning!” Helen called out cheerfully, her voice bright and welcoming. “You ready for this?”
Despite the ache that throbbed in her body, Sophie couldn’t suppress her excitement. She felt a rush of anticipation for the new opportunities that lay ahead. Slowly, she made her way behind the counter, where Helen had laid out all her supplies in a neat array. “This is all perfect, Helen. Thank you for gathering everything and for giving me this chance,” she said, her heart swelling with gratitude.
“Well, giving you a chance has certainly paid off in hiring you, so let’s see how this goes,” Helen replied with a warm smile. “Unless you need me, I’m going to start prepping for the opening.”
“I’ve got this,” Sophie replied, nodding confidently. She turned and walked towards the backroom to grab an apron. As she entered, her eyes landed on the coat hanging there—the one Torin had given her. A wave of guilt washed over her as she recalled how she had forgotten it in the morning rush while trying to prepare for work. How was she going to approach him about it and, more importantly, how could she repay him? A heavy sigh escaped her lips; the weight of it all felt overwhelming. She shook her head, determined to push those thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand.

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