Chapter-63

If my mind had been clearer, I might have brainstormed a different strategy to divert Mitchelle’s attention from Sadie until I could think of something else. The moment he mentioned her, my mind became a dangerous place, a series of ways I could tear him apart race through.

Sadie, risking it all to save me. It hit me like a ton of bricks. She could've stayed away and let Mitchelle have the wrong sense of victory, but instead, she put herself in harm's way to rescue me. The woman who had every reason to despise me, facing her fears head-on. And that tore me. I almost lost her.

There she was, standing before me, a portrait of bravery and vulnerability all at once. Fear and determination danced in her eyes, a stark contrast to the flimsy dress she wore, which seemed to swallow her petite frame whole. Yet, despite the odds stacked against her, her tenacity shone through like a guiding light in the midst of uncertainty.

I took in the sight of her, something clicked inside me. It was as if