Chapter 66

The early morning sun cast a warm glow over the horizon, bathing the city in soft light. Erica sat by the window, staring out at the quiet streets. She had barely slept, her mind still racing with everything that had happened the night before. But despite the chaos, she felt a strange sense of calm settle over her.

Julian was still asleep on the couch, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. The sight of him there, so close yet so relaxed, sent a warmth through her. She had grown used to his presence—his quiet strength, the way he always seemed to understand her without needing to say much. And now, after everything they had been through, she felt something deeper forming between them.

But Erica knew there was no time to dwell on those feelings right now. Ophelia was locked up, but it didn’t mean they could rest. Julian’s men had already informed her that Ophelia had connections—dangerous ones—and it was only a matter of time before someone tried to free her. The battle wasn’t