Sebastian’s POV

The morning air was calm. Too calm, almost. I could hear nothing but the soft chirping of birds outside and the hum of the city far in the distance. No tension, no calls from the board, no threats waiting to destroy what Elizabeth and I had built. Just peace.

I stood by the window of our new home, the mansion we had chosen together, and watched the sunlight spread slowly over the white walls. The place was still half empty, filled with open boxes, rolled-up carpets, ...