RONAN'S POV;
The familiar creak of the front door echoed as I walked into the house. I had just spent the evening with Liora, a thought that, even now, stirred something restless and conflicted in me....
Even when pregnant, I still have feelings for her.
But that joy began to feel heavy when I saw Sophie waiting for me. Her presence was a quiet reminder of everything I couldn’t just turn away from. She looked up, casual, almost indifferent, yet I knew her well enough to sense the faint questioning in her gaze.
“Hey, you’re back?” she asked, putting away the book she’d been reading. There was no accusation in her voice, no hint that she suspected anything—but I couldn’t help feeling like she was waiting for an answer I didn’t have.