The words from Robert still buzzed in my mind, a sharp, stinging reminder that no matter how hard we fought, no matter how strong our foundation seemed, the battle was far from over. I told you this wasn’t over. Watch your back.
It was as if the universe refused to let us rest. After everything we had been through—the trials, the growth, the vision we had fought so hard to build—it felt as if we were on the cusp of something beautiful. But just when I thought we could finally catch our breath, Robert's message arrived like a punch to the gut. The warning wasn’t just an inconvenience—it was a clear signal that the storm hadn’t passed. It felt like it was only just beginning.
I turned to Alexander, my heart a mess of swirling emotions. His calm demeanor never wavered, but I could see the edge of something sharper beneath the surface. The protective instinct he always carried was now in full force.
“Robert’s playing games again,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “He’s threatening
