Everything inside me loathed myself as I stepped toward Enrique and forced a warm smile despite the chaos still coursing through me.His frail frame leaned slightly on the wheelchair as his dark eyes scanned my face with an earnestness that sent a pang of guilt slicing through my chest.“I just stepped out for some air,” I lied softly and my voice wavered. The warmth of his smile deepened, and it made me feel hollow.“You should have told someone,” he chided gently and reached for my hand. “You know how worried I get.” His hand was cool against mine. His grip was weak but steady. I helped guide him toward the sitting room.As we entered the room, I felt the walls close in. The lavish furnishings, the tasteful decor—everything screamed of a life built on loyalty and sacrifice. Yet all I could think about was Lorenzo. The way he commanded the space around him. The way his eyes burned with possession and dominance, so unlike the quiet, sturdy presence of Enrique.“Are you feeling bette
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