(Siena’s POV)
This game he plays—it is treacherous.
The sudden interest in discussing our marriage leaves me wary, my instincts screaming that this is another maneuver—another calculated effort to unsettle me. I know better than to trust his intentions, especially now, with everything hanging in the balance.
The timing is too convenient.
Days before our divorce is finalized, he suddenly wants to talk about us?
No.
I’ve endured too much, sacrificed too much, to let hope creep back into my heart.
Yet, despite my determination to remain detached, I find myself agreeing to meet him privately. My mind tells me it’s strategic—to maintain civility for the sake of Windhowl’s standing—but my heart...
My heart is a traitor.
Just like him.
I keep my co
