Conflict and Struggle

James- POV

I closed my eyes, reflecting on my love confession. I didn't regret a single word, but Alice's surprise should have been my cue—Alice didn't feel the same way about me, which was okay. I reopened my eyes, the afternoon sun and its warmth reminding me of Alice's warm smile and elegant face. I had thought I could never fall for my mate, but within a month, my feelings for her had intensified with each passing minute.

I felt content in my contracted marriage to Alice. For three years, I would have a chance to be a part of her life. If she still chose to reject me at the end of that time, I would accept her decision and set her free. Yet, I resolved to keep an eye on her and our child, ensuring their safety.

"Damn, James. I've been calling you. It's like I'm talking to a statue," Dave's voice interrupted my reverie. My Hope realm was eerily silent compared to its usual hustle and bustle, a quiet that hinted at the danger lurking just beyond our door.

"Dave, I need time to sort