Chapter 82

LYDIA’S POV

After Callum left the dining area that night, his words lingered in the air long after his footsteps faded.

Get used to being taken care of.

I sat there for a while, staring down at my untouched plate, my thoughts tangled in a web I couldn’t quite unravel. Nothing about this situation felt normal. Nothing about him felt simple.

He was helping me, yes. Protecting me, even. But there was