Chapter 4

The air in the café had turned suffocating, thick with unspoken words, past grievances, and the weight of the future that loomed over them. Amara clutched Leo tightly to her chest, feeling his little heartbeat as though it were a steady reminder of the one thing she’d fought so hard to protect.

Damien stood there, his gaze never leaving her, his chest heaving with barely contained fury. His eyes were darker than she’d remembered, colder, and there was an edge to his posture that spoke of danger. The man she had once loved had become a stranger to her. A…