Sebastian
The sun hangs low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the ranch as Elizabeth and I sit on the porch. The wooden boards creak softly beneath us, and a gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the nearby trees.
I glance at her, taking in the way the light dances in her hair, and I can’t help but feel a sense of peace, even amidst the chaos that has surrounded us.
“I don’t think my father will ever let me leave this ranch again,” Elizabeth says, her voice tinged with frustration.
“I know I wouldn’t,” I reply, releasing a long sigh.
The weight of everything hangs heavy in the air between us. Things are awkward; the last time we were together, I didn’t know I had a son.
When I asked her to marry me, she didn’t give me an answer. Everything has been a roller coaster since then—me being kidnapped, ending up shot and in a coma, and then her being kidnapped and almost dying. It’s been a whirlwind, and I can’t shake the feeling that we’re still caught in the storm.
“So, I have a so
