Jamie finally broke the silence.

“Well,” he sighed, slipping the letter back into his carry-on. “Turns out anonymous sugar daddy had a poetic streak. Shame he had to go ruin it with honesty and emotional maturity.”

Camila arched a brow. “You're still mad?”

Jamie gave a dramatic shrug. “I’m heartbroken, confused, mildly offended—but also kind of impressed. I mean, what kind of mysterious online flirt pulls the plug with a heartfelt letter signed 'Anonymous Sugar Daddy'? That’s peak drama.”

Tessa turned from the window, her lips pulling into a small smile. “You’re handling it well.”

“I’m not,” Jamie replied quickly, then softened. “But I will. Eventually. And if I don’t…”...