Elias POV

I was already late.

Traffic had been a mess, my phone buzzing nonstop with calls I ignored, my mind elsewhere the entire drive. I’d dropped Mara off at Clara’s apartment that morning with the understanding that I’d return for her.

I didn’t like leaving her there, not after everything, but she’d insisted, and I’d agreed, if only to keep the peace.

I parked across the street from Clara’s building and cut the engine. I got out of the car.

That was when I saw it.

A familiar vehicle, parked in front of her apartment.

David’s car.

I stopped.

My jaw clenched as I stared at it, disbelief giving...