Chapter 72 - dreams and plans for the future
Martin's POV
My thoughts felt heavier at night, shadows stretching across the walls, but the weight on my shoulders went beyond the four walls confining me. Every choice I’d made, every risk I’d taken—it was all for her, for Selena. It was impossible not to imagine her face, her voice, even the delicate way she’d smile, and to feel an ache so deep it burned into resolve. There would come a day when she’d be free of every last shred of the toxic world she’d been trapped in—especially from Julius Kelvin, who thought his influence was untouchable. I’d see to it myself.
The doctors had been clear, ruthless in their diagnosis after the accident: children would be out of reach. But the word “impossible” had never sat well with me. I’d found a way
