Callum's voice boomed like a great bell, his confession echoing off every wall of the villa until the whole place seemed to hum with it.
Yet not a single soul came out to see what the commotion was about.
He stared at Maren, his heart hammering so violently it felt like it might burst through his ribs. Maren simply lowered her gaze to the door handle, stood there in silence for a few heartbeats, then pushed the door open and stepped inside without a word.
In that instant, the blood that had been roaring through Callum's veins turned to ice water. He fixed his eyes on her firmly shut door, his fists clenching so tight his knuckles ached.
It was fine. He had known this would be her answer. He would wait until the day Maren finally let him in.
He let out a long, shaky breath, gave a bitt
