Chapter 151 Caught Between Love And Blood
- The closet is quiet, softly lit by daylight pouring in through frosted windows.
- Zara stands still in a sea of fabric and silence, her fingers trailing across a row of untouched maternity gowns—silk, chiffon, jewel-toned elegance she’d once imagined wearing with pride.
- She pauses at one gown, deep emerald green with gold detailing around the neckline. Regal. Untouched.