SANDRINO’S POV
The glass in my hand trembled as I tipped it back, draining the last drops of its contents. It was a weak attempt at solace, but it dulled nothing—not the anger boiling in my veins, not the crushing weight of regret.
Kelilah.
She hadn’t spoken to me in days. She hadn’t even acknowledged anyone who tried to reach her. I’d stood outside her door countless times, straining to hear even the faintest sound that proved she was still there.
And she was. Silent but present.
Alex walked into my office, his face grim.
“She opened her door,” he said, breaking the tense quiet.
My eyes snapped to his.
“Kiara’s with her now,” he added quickly. “But I doubt she’s ready to see anyone else. She needs space.”
“That’s good news. I just want to know that she’s okay.”
“Will she truly b
