Alina’s POV
“Really? He signed it?” Naomi’s voice rang out in disbelief, her eyes widening as if she couldn’t trust her own ears.
I nodded, lips curving into a satisfied smile as I lifted my cup and let the warmth of the coffee settle on my tongue.
“You know,” she leaned forward, still stunned, “I’m honestly in shock. I thought he’d never give in. What changed his mind?”
I swallowed, setting the cup down with a soft clink. “Zayn made it happen.”
Her brows shot up. “How?” The desperation in her tone was unmistakable.
My gaze dropped briefly to the steam rising from my cup. “Elias assaulted Zayn,” I said, the words heavy but steady. Naomi’s eyes widened. “So he had him arrested. And the only way Elias could get out of jail was to sign those papers.”
I leaned back, savoring the moment,
