Allison's POV
I closed the heavy oak door behind me and immediately let my shoulders drop, the carefully constructed façade I'd maintained crumbling away.
Leaning against the cool wood, I felt it seep through my blouse, anchoring me to this moment - perhaps one of my last in this house.
My lips still tingled from Lucian's kiss, my body humming from our encounter in the car.
But despite the physical satisfaction, my mind remained crystal clear.
The decision I'd made wasn't clouded by emotion or impulse. It was necessary.
I made my way upstairs to our bedroom and settled at the mahogany desk.
My fingers trembled slightly as I dialed Dr. Eleanor Winters' number. This call would set everything in motion.
"Dr. Winters speaking," came a crisp, professional voice after t
