Chapter 31 The Lines We Can't Cross

• The air between them was heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Amara felt it like a storm waiting to break, the weight of unspoken truths pressing down on her chest. She had spent years perfecting the art of distance—keeping people at arm’s length, never allowing herself to be vulnerable. But Damian made it impossible to keep the walls up.
• She turned away from him, staring at the city lights in the distance. “We can’t afford this,” she said quietly.
• Damian didn’t move, but she felt his gaze on her. “Afford what?”