A Safe Haven
Sara
“Kingsley, are you really sure this is okay?” Sara asked softly, her voice still trembling as they stepped into his elegant, modern apartment.
The weight of the entire night still pressed heavily on her chest, making every breath feel painful.
Kingsley closed the door gently behind them and turned to face her.
His eyes were filled with deep concern as he studied her tear-streaked face and exhausted posture. Without a word, he led her down the quiet hallway and opened the door to a beautiful guest room with soft lighting and calming neutral tones.
“This room is yours tonight,” he said quietly. “And for as long as you want it. Stay here, Sara. Don’t go back to that house, I don't want you getting hurt ... Infact, You shall stay with me till we leave for New York in
