Lira’s POV
I couldn’t hold it in anymore, my body trembled as I buried my face into Damian’s chest. I didn’t care how I looked, or how vulnerable I seemed.
The moment felt too heavy, he must have eavesdropped on the entire conversation before walking in. A part of me was embarrassed, but another part... it felt safe.
And then, he said it.
“I’ll fight for you, Lira"
I should’ve said something, maybe argued. Maybe told him again that I wanted a divorce, but the words refused to come. My mouth was frozen, and my heart was confused.
Because deep down, I wasn’t sure anymore.
I never expected it, but a strange comfort settled in my chest. For the first time in a long while, Damian made me feel like his wife.
Not the woman he's trying to impress, not the actress he kept at arm's length,
