Christian’s POV

　　As I sat in the car, the city lights flickering in the distance, my mind was far from the road ahead. Lyla’s words echoed relentlessly in my head.

　　‘Michael had betrayed Hannah.’ I gripped the steering wheel tighter, the leather creaking beneath my fingers. The idea that someone like Michael had hurt someone as strong and kind as Hannah made my blood boil.

　　Hannah sat beside me, staring out the window, lost in her thoughts. She ...