Semua Bab THE CHARADE: Bab 61 - Bab 63

Ava's Pov The morning sun was warm on my skin as we walked hand-in-hand along a secluded coastal path. It was our last full day in Santorini, and Dante had wanted to show me a hidden cove he’d found. The path was narrow, winding through fragrant wild thyme and crumbling stone walls, with the turquoise sea glittering far below. It was just us. No guards, no men. Just the two of us and the sound of the cicadas.“I still think we should have brought someone,” I murmured, even though I loved the privacy.“And have them listen to me try to convince you to go swimming with me?” Dante teased, squeezing my hand. “No, thank you. This is just for us.”I leaned into his side, feeling safe and utterly content. The secret I carried felt like a warm, humming light inside me. Tonight. I would tell him tonight.We rounded a bend, and the cove came into view—a perfect, tiny crescent of white sand embraced by steep cliffs. It was breathtaking.And then, the world froze.A figure stepped out from behin

Ava's Pov The past two months had been a blur of quiet miracles. The doctors kept using words like “against all odds” and “fighter,” and they weren’t just talking about me. My little one had held on with a stubbornness I was sure came from their father. We’d survived.And Dante… he had become my shadow, my guardian, my slightly overbearing, incredibly loving fortress. I couldn’t so much as pick up a throw pillow without him swooping in.“Ava! What are you doing?” his voice, laced with panic, had echoed through the living room just last week.I’d frozen, a light blanket in my hands. “I… was going to put this on the couch?”He’d crossed the room in three long strides, gently taking the blanket from me. “No. No carrying things. You rest.” His hands had then come to rest on the small, firm curve of my belly. Our baby bump. It was there, a perfect, beautiful swell that made my heart ache with a love so fierce it was terrifying.“Dante, it’s a blanket,” I’d laughed, but I leaned into his to