For a moment, time seemed to slow. The rhythmic crash of the waves faded into the background as Stella's sharp eyes locked onto mine. Her lips curled slightly—not quite a smile, not quite a smirk. It was the kind of expression that carried history, unspoken words, and the weight of things left unresolved.
It had been two years. Two years since I walked away from everything. Two years since I left behind the wreckage of my choices, believing I could outrun the consequences.
I had been wrong.
Because right now, standing just a few feet away, was the one person I had betrayed and was scared to see again.
Stella.
And beside her stood Chris.
Chris.
My ex-boyfriend. The man I had left behind to have an affair with Nicolas.
And now… he was Stella’s husband.
A cruel twist of fate.
For a
