Inside a narrow, stuffy room, a man sat leaning against the wall. His beard was unkempt, his eyes were sunken, and his body looked thinner than the last time the public had seen him. That man was Damian — Elena’s ex-husband, who was now serving time for his actions in detaining and kidnapping Elena.

Footsteps could be heard approaching. Damian opened one eye lazily, thinking it was just the warden again. But this time, it was the sound of a woman’s high heels hitting the floor. He turned his head. In front of the bars stood an elegant woman in a long black coat and sunglasses. The beautiful woman was...