Kirrily Archer POVThe tension inside the cottage was a physical weight, pressing on my chest with every breath.Lachlan had barricaded himself in the guest bedroom for two days, managing his corporate war from glowing laptops. But sometimes he would emerge. He would walk through my kitchen, making coffee, checking the locks, his massive frame making the small house feel claustrophobic.I tried to ignore him. I tried to maintain the icy fortress around my heart, reminding myself of the rain, the exile, the four years of suffering.But Toby was destroying my defences, piece by piece.I stood at the kitchen sink, washing a plate, my eyes fixed on the living room.Lachlan knelt by the bookshelf. One of the wooden shelves had cracked months ago, and I hadn't had the money to replace it. Lachlan had noticed. Without a word, he had ordered wood glue and clamps with the groceries, and he was carefully realigning the broken timber, his large hands working with surprising gentleness.Toby, who
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