Dante’s pov

Softly close the door after her, releasing a slow breath. Dante was informed. He hadn't dismissed her, hadn't overlooked her worries. Instead, he mentioned he would contemplate leaving. It wasn’t assured, not at this moment—but it exceeded her expectations. She let that small victory linger in her heart as she headed to Luca’s room. As she walked in, she found him sprawled on the ground, surrounded by various toy cars and stuffed animals. He looked up as she entered, his ...