Amara wasn't just anger anymore. This was everything. The betrayal. The confusion. The years she couldn't get back. And standing there in front of him. Amara looked less like a woman confronting a man… And more like someone finally facing the truth she had been forced to live with.
Her breath slowed slightly, but her gaze never wavered.
"Stop showing up in my life," she said, the words quieter now, but final. "Stop pretending you still have a place in it." The street around them seemed to fade. The world narrowing to just the two of them. And the past neither of them had been able to leave behind.
Seb's words came out slower now. Less controlled. More human.
"Amara… I know I hurt you." His voice dipped, the weight of it finally catching up to him. "Yes… I didn't have to marry her. But I didn't know how else to keep her by my side and take care of her without ruining her reputation."
He ran a hand through his hair, frustration flickering across his face.
