Liora's POV
With one last smirk thrown my way, Ronan gets into his car and drives off. Without another word. Because he knows. He knows he will win.
My legs buckle, tears welling up in my eyes. A hand steadies me before I can reach the ground, the heat from his body engulfing me. I know it's Evren before I even see him. Just a few weeks after knowing him, and his cologne is already imprinted in my brain.
He doesn't say a word, to which I'm grateful, not being in the mood to talk.
“Mommy!“ My angel's sharp voice greets my ears as she runs out towards me, Arianna hot on her tail.
“Selina, will you stop running? You could get hurt!“ She pants, making me roll my eyes. It's no secret that Arianna is lazy. She always has an excuse to give when I tell her it's time for the morning run or eve
