Chapter 137

Calla POV

My lips still burn from his kiss, a reckless, desperate claim that I both hate and crave. I’m trembling, not from the cold, but from the weight of his words, his touch, the way he’s torn through every wall I’ve spent years building. My heart is a traitor, pounding too fast, too loud, echoing his words.

I’m still married to him. The thought hits me like a punch, stealing my breath. He ne