This might be the moment that decides our future forever.
I stood beside Dylan in the war room, hand protectively over my growing belly, staring at screens filled with maps, surveillance feeds, and red threat markers. My heart pounded with a mix of fear and fierce determination. The weight of everything we had been through pressed down on me. “We’re really doing this,” I said, voice steady despite the tremor inside. “We’re taking Victor down once and for all. No more running. No more hiding.”
Dylan turned to me, his gray eyes burning with love and resolve. He placed his hand over mine on my belly. “Together. I’m not doing this without you. You’ve become my strength, Ivy. Tell me what you see here.”
Marcus, Dylan’s advisor, stood on the other side of the table looking tense. “The plan is
