Chapter 47 Unveiling The Past

• The air was thick with tension after Elena left, her presence lingering like an unshakable shadow. Amara’s heart was still racing, but she forced herself to keep her expression neutral.
• Damian stood by the table, gripping his phone, his jaw tight. He hadn’t said a word since Elena walked out, and Amara wasn’t sure if she wanted him to. A part of her wanted to pretend this moment never happened—to ignore the emotions clawing at her chest.
• But she couldn’t.