Chapter 81
Uneasy Confrontations
(Esha’s POV)
The knock on the door startled me. I had been sitting in the sunroom, watching Arya toddle around on the soft rug with one of her toys, her tiny giggles filling the space like music. It was the first time in days I’d felt a sense of peace, but the sound of that knock shattered it instantly.
I knew who it was before I even opened the door.
Andy stood there, his tall frame silhouetted against the gray skies outside. He looked like he hadn’t slept, his jaw tight, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his coat. His piercing green eyes locked onto mine, and I felt my chest tighten.
“Esha,” he said, his voice low.
I didn’t say anything, just stepped aside and let him in. There was no point in pretending I didn’t want answers, even if part
