Chapter 207

Talia’s POV

The envelope was a thick cream paper, the kind that was used for important documents. Talia’s name was written on the front in his handwriting, the letters careful and deliberate like he’d taken his time.

She looked up at him standing in the doorway with his coffee, watching her with that expression she could never quite read.

“Open it,” he said again, softer this time.

She slid her fi