Chapter 672

Elena instinctively turned to see Declan pushing open the door, striding toward her in a sharp bespoke suit, every movement confident and commanding.

Behind him, the setting sun painted the sky with shades of orange and red, the last rays of evening light casting a warm, golden glow over his figure.

"Elena, I'm here for you. I hope I wasn't late," Declan called, his voice gentle as he approached.