AMARIS POV
Theron returned to the bedroom with a tension in his shoulders that hadn’t been there earlier. It was subtle, but I knew him too well not to notice. He must have spoken to Renzo, and the thought only made the knot in my chest tighten. Still, when I asked him about it, he brushed it off with a vague, “Nothing important.” I didn’t buy it not for a second. He was lying, and I fully intended to press until I got the truth. But before I could even build my case, he leaned in, gave me a fleeting kiss, and disappeared into his study.
That... that infuriated me.
He was the one who had insisted on making this relationship real, and if that was truly what he wanted, there could be no more secrets no more hiding behind polite half-truths. We needed openness, not silence. I took a few mi
