I awoke with a crippling migraine, a merciless ache pulsating through my skull and clouding my thoughts.
Ethan and Noah were still immersed in peaceful slumber when I cautiously rose from the bed.
Not wanting to disrupt their rest, I quietly made my way out of the room, closing the door behind me with the utmost care.
The moment I stepped out of the apartment building, I came to an abrupt standstill.
Parked directly across the street was a luxurious black car.
And leaning casually against it was Raihan.
For a fleeting moment, I genuinely contemplated turning around and sprinting back inside.
What the actual hell was he doing here?
Was this man catastrophically obsessed with me?
Was my life somehow in peril?
Or had he simply decided that respecting personal boundaries was an utter
