Diego's POV

I finally made my way to the den. Most nights, I ignored my bedroom in faspy of this room. It was quieter in here. The walls were thick enough to keep out all the unwelcome reminders of the life I’d rather be living.

But when I walked in, it became immediately obvious that there was no peace to be found anywhere today.

“Elena.”

She was sitting in my chair with her legs propped up on my desk. She pivoted the chair to face my direction and gave me a pointed smile. “Hey there, ...