Chapter 104 Move On

The morning sun filtered through the hospital window, casting long shadows across Elara’s bed. She hadn’t slept, couldn’t sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw those photographs – Damian with Veronica, smiling that empty smile she didn’t recognize. James burst through the door, his face flushed with anger. He was clutching a newspaper, his knuckles white against the crisp pages. “Have you seen this? The nerve of them, parading around like...”