Adeline's POV

Sleep never came.

I gave up around four AM, extracting myself carefully from Kayden's embrace.

He didn't wake—exhaustion had finally claimed him around midnight.

I envied him for that. The ability to sleep despite everything.

But then again, he didn't have Detective Morrison's words replaying on an endless loop.

You're very good at making things look like coincidences.

"I know your face from somewhere."

That moment in the interview room. The flicker of recognition in her ...