Amira pov
The city looked different after the countryside.
Maybe it was the silence that followed us home not the comfortable kind, but the one that feels like words were left unsaid, hanging in the air. The rain from that night still lingered in my memory the flicker of candlelight, Damien’s face inches from mine, and that moment right before John’s call interrupted us.
It wasn’t a dream. I’d felt it the shift between us. The warmth. The ache. The almost.
But when we got back, everything changed again.
Damien slipped back into the man I first met cold, unreachable, buried under layers of work and silence. He spent most nights at the office, barely slept, and when he was home, he was physically present but miles away in thought.
The headlines weren’t helping.
“Cole Enterprises Lose
