Scarlett's POV
I stared at the ceiling, squinting my eyes as the early morning light creeped through the gaps in the curtains.
I hadn’t slept a wink. Every time I closed my eyes, Sebastian’s words from last night were still playing in my mind. His fear, his vulnerability—it was something I had never seen from him before, and it left me feeling... unsettled.
Sebastian Sinclair, the man who had always been larger than life, was terrified, and not just of being a father, but of passing down something he had no control over.
I could still hear the tremor in his voice as he confessed his fears, and for the first time, I didn’t just think of him as my rival, someone I had a love-hate relationship with, or my husband in name only. I saw him as a man battling demons he probably hadn’t shared
