Chapter 87 Kiss In The Rain

• The dishes were already done. The last bit of wine had been poured. Laughter still hung in the air like a fading song. Dinner had gone better than Zara had expected. Her mother looked happy glowing, even sitting at the head of the table like she’d never left. Her father's looks had softened, just a little. It should have been a perfect night.
• But as Leo stood to leave, Zara felt a quiet ache grow in her chest, the kind that comes from things left unsaid.
• “Thank you for coming,” Sophia said gently, touching Leo’s arm in gratitude.