Chapter 183

Elodie's POV

The house felt like it was holding its breath all evening.

Dinner was a slow-burning minefield. Mom chattered about baby names and ultrasound appointments, Garrick nodded along, and Kiernan and I sat across from each other doing our best impression of normal siblings.

Every time his eyes met mine, heat flared low in my stomach—a silent reminder of the storage closet, of his promise