The realization slowly sinking in. Anastasia had been so focused on the present, on the warmth Daniel had shown her, that she had almost forgotten the reality of their situation. They were divorced. The life they once shared, the promises they had made, had crumbled long ago. And yet, here she was, still by his side, benefiting from his care, his generosity.
Her chest tightened with a mix of emotions—guilt, confusion, and a sense of unworthiness. She wasn't sure what to make of it. Was she taking advantage of him? Was it wrong to accept everything he offered, knowing the past between them?
Daniel noticed the shift in her expression and stepped closer, placing a hand gently on her shoulder. "Hey… listen. I love you…" His voice was calm but firm. Before she could respond, he smiled softly and moved his hands to cover her ears. "Don't listen to anyone else… or whatever thoughts are messing with you right now. Just listen to me."