"Do you really want to go back to the arms of the man who once shattered you, Vania?"

Revaldo's voice was hoarse but confident, as if his words were undeniable truth. He stood before Vania in an elegant black suit, a faint smile on his lips hiding more than it revealed.

Vania rolled her eyes, trying to keep her composure even as her heart raced. "I can make my own decisions, Revaldo. I don’t need you telling me who’s worthy of me."

Revaldo let out a soft, cutting laugh. He took a ...