Chapter 196

The words left his mouth as though they were the most casual conversation between two people who hadn’t just torn each other apart. But his voice carried a depth of longing that cracked at the edges.

Camila looked up at him, stunned, disbelieving.

“That house,” Lorenzo continued, eyes locked on hers, “isn’t home without you… and the children. I can’t live there anymore. It feels hollow.”

“Lorenzo,