Leila sat in the cold, sterile waiting room, the weight of Daniel’s words pressing down on her like a heavy blanket. Disappear? Leave everything behind? It felt surreal, like something out of a nightmare she couldn’t wake from. She glanced at the others—Ethan, grim and injured, but resolute. Lily, pale with worry, her eyes flickering nervously between Leila and Daniel. And Daniel himself, standing tall, his expression unreadable.
Could she trust him? Could she trust the man who had abandoned her all those years ago, only to show up now with a whirlwind of danger and secrets?
Leila’s thoughts swirled in her head like a storm, each one crashing into the next. Gabriel was still in critical condition, lying in a hospital bed, fighting for his life. Marcus and his syndicate were out there, wa
