Whispers of the Future
Diana’s POV
I found Cameron on the rooftop balcony.
He stood at the damn edge facing the horizon where the last touch of daylight melted into the night.
The breeze blew at his shirt, and the golden light wrapped around him like something out of a dream.
He didn’t turn when I opened the door.
But I knew he felt me.
The bond between us pulsed softly now, not like fire, not like thunder but a steady hum. A heartbeat beneath silence.
I stepped forward slowly and measured.
“I talked to my father,” I said.
Still, he didn’t turn.
I walked beside him and leaned against the railing staring at the same sky.
“He told me everything ” I continued. “About the debt. The deals. The night he promised me to Michael like some business asset.”
Cameron’s jaw tensed.
“I ha
