Chapter 7
Elena’s POV
I woke up alone in the elegant guest bedroom. Sunlight streamed through the windows. The luxurious penthouse felt vast and empty around me.
My body still remembered the weight of the wedding dress and the warmth of Damien’s hands from the night before. But the cold reality of the closed door between us hit me the moment I opened my eyes.
I started unpacking my belongings. Boxes and suitcases filled one corner of the large walk in closet. I folded clothes carefully and hung them up.
A soft knock sounded on the door. A middle-aged maid in a crisp uniform entered. She had kind eyes and a warm smile.
“I’m Maria,” she said gently. “Mr. Kane asked me to assist with unpacking. If that’s alright with you?”
I nodded, relieved to have some company. Maria moved efficient
