Chapter 40
Zara POV
I sat across from Andrew at a cozy Italian restaurant, surrounded by the warm glow of candlelight and the soft hum of conversation. The bright lights of New York City twinkled like diamonds outside the window, but inside, the restaurant felt intimate and warm, like a gentle hug on a cold winter's night.
As I gazed at Andrew, a mix of emotions swirled inside me. It was surreal to think that we were sitting here together, single again after all these years. We had shared a passionate love story, one that had ended abruptly, leaving scars that took time to heal. Yet, as I looked into his eyes, I saw a glimmer of the man I once loved, and my heart skipped a beat.
We had both moved on, or so it seemed. Andrew had married my step-sister, and I had married someone else. Bu
