Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Untamed Jealousy The silence in the room is a gentle kind of lull—soft, deceiving, and deceptively calm—broken only by the faint hum of the air conditioning. The air feels chill and still, like a breath held too long. Lena lies sprawled across the plush navy-blue comforter, one leg dangling off the edge of the bed, her toes barely grazing the cool hardwood.