Rome stilled, his shoulders sagging as he exhaled slowly. His voice dropped to a dangerous calm.
"Okay. I'll leave. But remember, you said it yourself. Proof. That's all I need, right? And when I have it… make sure you hide the twins well. Because the moment I prove they're mine… you'll never run away from me again. Not this time."
His eyes locked coldly with mine. For a chilling moment, it felt as though the whole room had narrowed to just that stare.
He stepped closer, closing the space between us until only a few inches remained. The weight of his presence pressed down on me, making my chest tighten.
He didn't speak, didn't move—just stood there long enough for me to feel my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Then, he turned away.
Rome walked to the door and closed it gently behind him, not sparing a single glance back.
My knees threatened to give way beneath me. My eyes dropped to the floor, and only then did I realize I had been holding my breath the entire time.
