Semua Bab The wife he never wanted : Bab 11 - Bab 13

The apartment had never felt this empty.Lucas stood where Amara had left him, the echo of the closing door still ringing in his ears. He told himself she needed time, that space was temporary, that she would return once emotions cooled.That was what control taught him.But control had never taught him what to do with absence.Hours passed. Night crept in unnoticed. Lucas sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the untouched pillow beside him. Her scent lingered faintly—soft, familiar, and now unsettling.She hadn’t called.She hadn’t messaged.That was new.By morning, the quiet had turned sharp.Lucas poured himself coffee he didn’t drink, scanned his phone without purpose, checked the door twice without meaning to. Every routine felt wrong without her presence anchoring it.At noon, his phone buzzed.Not Amara.Selene.He ignored it.Minutes later, another message appeared.Selene: I heard she left. I warned you this would happen.Lucas’s jaw tightened. He deleted the message witho

Amara woke to the sound of glass shattering.She bolted upright, heart racing, the echo of the crash still ringing through the apartment. Before she could move, Lucas was already at her side, his hand gripping her wrist firmly but gently.“Stay here,” he whispered.“What was that?” she asked, fear threading her voice.Lucas didn’t answer. He reached into the bedside drawer, pulling out his phone and dialing a number without hesitation. His expression was sharp, focused—the mask he wore when danger stepped too close.“Perimeter breach,” he said into the phone. “Second floor.”Amara’s chest tightened.She slid out of bed despite his warning. “I’m not hiding.”Lucas glanced at her, frustration and something like admiration flickering in his eyes. “Then stay close.”They moved down the hallway together, the apartment lights flicking on one by one. In the living room, shards of glass littered the floor beneath the shattered balcony door. Cold night air rushed in.Nothing was taken.That wa