Caroline's POV "You're still my wife," Peter repeated as he held my gaze without blinking. His expression was as cold and unreadable as ever, yet there was an unfamiliar intensity in his eyes that made my heart skip against my will. "I won't allow anything to happen to you." For several long seconds, neither of us spoke. The inside of the car fell completely silent. His hand was still wrapped around my wrist, firm enough to stop me from leaving but no longer painful. I looked into his eyes, searching for something... guilt, concern, regret... anything that would explain why he had suddenly appeared. I found nothing. Just that same possessive look he had always worn whenever he decided something belonged to him. A bitter smile slowly formed on my lips. "So..." I said quietly, refusi

