Evelyn's POV

I hardly slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes, Noah’s face flashed in my mind, that smug look told me he wouldn’t let things end so easily. By dawn, my eyes felt heavy, yet my mind was still racing.

At breakfast, I found myself blurting out the question that had been clawing at me all night. “Dominic… are you sure it’s really okay? That Noah won’t come after me again?”

He looked up from his coffee calmly, while a little grin tugged at his lips. “If he ...