Chapter 83

After a while, Mia walked back slowly into the bedroom, the echo of her feet muffled by the soft rug. The room was silent, no sign of Stefan. It was bathed in early morning light streaming through the large glass doors. Her suitcase sat untouched, still unopened.

She stared at it blankly for a moment, then went to the window. The view was breathtaking..... cliffs meeting ocean, golden sunlight flickering off the waves. She should’ve been smiling. Instead, her chest felt heavy.

She heard footsteps behind her. Her breath caught. But when she turned, it wasn’t Stefan.

A maid had entered quietly with a tray of breakfast. “Good...