Calla’s POV

The press conference was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon at Patricia’s firm—neutral territory that looked official but was still public enough that authorities couldn’t quietly make me disappear.

That morning, I woke up with my stomach in knots and Kane’s arms wrapped around me like he thought I might vanish if he loosened his grip.

“You’ll keep calm and not do anything that could make it worse,” I interrupted firmly. “Kane, I need you to trust me. I can handle ...