Avery’s POV The heavy iron gates of the Woods estate had never looked so bleak. Sitting in the passenger seat of Caspian’s sleek, black sedan, I stared through the tinted glass at the grand architecture that had once represented my marriage. Now, it just looked like a monument to a lie. "You don't have to go in there alone," Caspian said, his hands gripping the steering wheel. His profile was sharp, illuminated by the dashboard lights. We had waited until late evening, ensuring Hector and Juliet would be away at one of their usual high-society dinners before making the trip. "I need to do this, Caspian," I said softly, turning to look at him. "If I let Vance or your security team pack my life into boxes, it feels like I'm running away. I want to walk in there, take what is mine, and leave on my own terms." Caspian studied my face for a long moment, his gray eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation. When he saw on
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