Chapter 194
- Caleb's POV
- The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room as I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming lightly on the table.
- My mind raced with everything that had transpired the night before, but one detail lingered like a dark cloud: the marks on Camila’s neck. The deep bruises, the way her eyes darted around, filled with something close to fear.