The sun dipped below the horizon, bathing the quiet suburban street in soft hues of orange and pink. A gentle breeze rustled the trees, carrying the scent of blooming flowers through the open windows of a small but cozy two-bedroom home. It wasn’t grand, but it was safe. And for Serena, safety had become the most precious thing in the world.
Six years.
It had been six years since she fled. Six years since she left behind everything—her name, her past, her fears. Six years since she ran from Alessio Russo.
Now, she was Elena Harper, a single mother raising a bright, curious little boy.
Leo.
He was the light of her world—the reason she kept moving forward. With dark, wavy hair and piercing hazel eyes, he looked nothing like the monster who had fathered him. He was gentle, sweet, full of
