Chapter 43

• Evelyn's POV
• As I stepped out of Seth's house, the crisp morning air enveloped me, a welcome respite from the emotional turmoil I'd left behind. I walked with purpose, my feet carrying me toward the villa, seeking solace in its quiet confines. The events of the past 24 hours had drained me, and all I craved was the sanctuary of my bed.
• Upon entering the villa, my gaze drifted upward, tracing the elegant curve of the staircase. That was when I saw Dylan, descending with an air of quiet contemplation. His eyes met mine, and I offered a casual greeting, hoping to deflect any tension.