IRENE'S POV
The next morning, after freshening up, I joined Leon at the breakfast table. The room was quiet, with only the gentle clinking of silverware and the occasional sip of hot coffee breaking the silence.
Leon was absorbed in his thoughts, and I found comfort in the calmness of the moment. It felt like a small reprieve from the chaos that had engulfed our lives recently.
As I picked up my phone to check the time, it buzzed with a new message. My heart sank when I saw Miles' name on the screen. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and quickly deleted the message without even reading it. The last thing I wanted was to hear more of his excuses or demands. I’d had enough of his manipulation.
Leon noticed my irritation and raised an eyebrow. "Everything okay?"
"Just Miles being... Miles,"
