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They all left the Volkov mansion that night—Damian, Elena, and Maria—each lost in their own thoughts.
The ride home was quiet. Damian drove without saying a word, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on the road.
Elena sat beside him, sneaking glances his way, her heart still heavy from what Maria had said.
The next morning sun slipped through the thick curtains, touching Elena's face gently. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Half-asleep, she reached for it and squinted at the screen.
Alex: Let's just see one more time, Elena. I really miss you.
She stared at the message for a long moment, her stomach twisting.
Her breath hitched. She dropped the phone back on the bed, pressing her hand over her heart.
