The ocean breeze rolled through the open balcony doors, warm and salt-kissed, carrying the sound of crashing waves like a lullaby meant for hearts trying to remember how to beat without fear. Sienna stood barefoot on the cool tiles, arms folded over her chest, staring out at the horizon where sea met sky in a haze of gold and blue.Everything had changed. Again.They had survived Morelli. Julian was safe. Damian was alive. But peace, as she was learning, wasn’t just about the absence of danger—it was about healing the bruises that no one else could see.Behind her, the quiet creak of the bedroom door pulling open made her turn slightly.Damian stepped out onto the balcony, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled up. The tension in his shoulders had eased some, but there was a weight in his eyes—a storm he hadn’t yet walked out of.“You’re awake,” Sienna said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.“Barely,” he replied, his voice low. “I should’ve checked on you soo
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