Jonah's POV

The clock shows three hours have passed, yet I remain frozen in place, seated in my office. The manila folder lies conspicuously on the desk, untouched. Sabine placed it precisely where I instructed her, but now—faced with its contents—I can’t make myself open it.

I already know the truths that matter most: Lyra is my daughter, and Sienna is the woman I can’t stop loving. The woman I’m determined to win back. But Sabine’s voice earlier still ...