Lydia had experienced a day filled with shock and worry, and by the time she returned to her small apartment, she was completely exhausted. To her surprise, Reign was waiting for her at the door.

He stood there, wearing a light gray cashmere coat with his hands in his pockets, his side profile cold and perfect. When he heard her footsteps, he turned to glance at her. After a brief moment, his gaze became calm again. “Why are you so late?” he asked.

Lydia, tired ...