Orion's POV
She was already gone before I could move.
I watched the door swing shut behind Elara and stood there in the middle of Lily's hospital room with the divorce papers still in my hand, listening to the sound of her footsteps fade down the hallway. My body moved before my mind gave the order—I was already at the door, palm on the frame, one step into the corridor.
And then Celeste's hand closed around my arm.
"Orion." Her voice was soft. Careful. "Give her a moment." She was crying—a small, controlled kind of crying, the kind that looked like it had been practiced. "She's furious right now. If you go after her like this, you'll only make it worse. Let her calm down. She'll come around." A pause. "She always does."
I didn't answer her.
But I let go of the door frame.
When I tu
