Later that night, I lay flat on the mattress of my dark master bedroom, staring blankly up at the ceiling as the hours ticked by. I had already ordered Max to cancel every single one of my business meetings and pack assemblies for the foreseeable future. I couldn't focus on anything. As I lay in the quiet room, a heavy sense of confusion settled over my chest. Throughout all of these past years, what exactly had I done so wrong that she felt she had no choice but to escape from my presence? I truly thought she understood my position. I thought she had finally accepted the fact that Ema was only giving birth to my future heir to secure the family lineage, but that she—Ana—was always going to remain my true, undisputed Luna.
Suddenly, I felt a soft pair of hands slide around my waist from
