“What negotiations?”
“Chocolate.”
Harrison’s face became even colder.
Frank laughed harder.
Sophie watched the interaction from a distance.
And for the first time…
fear crept into her heart.
Because Harrison wasn’t looking at her.
Not really.
Not anymore.
His attention kept drifting elsewhere.
Toward someone else.
Back toward the woman he was supposed to be divorcing.
Back toward the woman he should have forgotten.
Back toward Raina.
Several hours later.
The aircraft departed.
Leaving Jinava behind.
Leaving Raina behind.
At least physically.
Because mentally…
Harrison’s thoughts never left.
That evening…
Raina returned to the villa.
The house felt different.
Quieter.
Lighter.
Like a place that already knew she was leaving.
Most of her belongings had already been
