David's Pov

I stared at the dark screen of my phone long after the call with Mara had ended. I didn't believe what she had said. Not for a second. The receptionist at the hotel had been clear—Mara hadn't just moved out alone; she had left in a car with someone. I didn't need to ask for a description. I already knew it was Elias.

After everything he had done to her over the last few weeks, she had still gone back to that house. Back to him.

I felt a bitter taste in the back of his throat. I had spent months being her shadow, the one person she...