Evelyn’s POVI got up early the next morning when sunlight streamed down into my bedroom. The escort had already left, as usual. I prepared myself to run multiple errands for the day, and as I did, memories easily rushed back.I had barely slept last night, his scent, his touch, the way he’d whispered against my ear. Every detail burned into my memory, refusing to fade.I needed distance from my bed. Distract myself with work. That was the first thought that struck me when I stepped outside, clutching my phone like it was some kind of lifeline. But fate, it seemed, wasn’t on my side.Because right across from my villa, movers were unloading boxes. And there, the man I didn’t expect to see — Ben.He stood by the gate of the neighboring house, giving instructions to the men in a calm, commanding tone. His presence filled the air without effort, cold and untouchable as always.I froze mid-step.Ben had moved in. Next door.A bitter laugh tried to escape me, but it came out more like a st
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