Ravenna's POV
The moment Lucien's car turned the corner and disappeared, I let myself breathe again. The air felt thin and insufficient. My palms were still damp against the cool silk of the clutch I gripped, and the echo of his words—"this marriage is nothing but a compromise"—throbbed like an unwanted mantra in my head.
But even in his absence, something prickled at the back of my neck. A weird, unsettling awareness that someone was watching me. My instincts as a doctor were never wrong, and they wouldn't start lying to me today.
I walked faster, my heels striking the pavement in a sharp rhythm that sounded like panic. I risked a glance over my shoulder, sweeping the busy street for any suspicious figure. At first, it looked perfectly normal—the relentless flow of traffic, peo
