Evelyn had finally managed to move out of the Callahan family’s house. She kept her distance from them now and had found an apartment that felt like her own. Life was finally starting to feel calmer.
Inside that apartment, Harry stood by the window, watching Evelyn out on the balcony. Dressed in shades of blue and white, she looked elegant, almost untouchable. His gaze lingered, caught somewhere between admiration and a desire that grew stronger with every passing second. His eyes narrowed, his hands clenched. This time, he wasn’t going to let the chance slip away.
“There’s a Carrefour nearby,” Harry said. “Ten minutes’ walk. We can grab some stuff, I’ll help you carry everything back. No need for you to haul it all yourself.”
He hesitated, then added, “Oh, and your car’s still at the C
