The room fell into a hush, brief but charged.
It wasn't the words. It was the way he said them—dangerously confident, unafraid, like a man who had finally found something worth laying everything down for.
And then, without a word, he turned to Julie.
But this wasn't a casual glance.
Roman's eyes locked on her with breathtaking intensity. His entire face softened—not just in expression, but in spirit.
The hardness that always clung to him, the unshakable control he wore like a tailored suit, melted away.
There was something reverent in the way he looked at her.
As if he was seeing her for the first time and the thousandth time all at once.
As if her existence alone calmed the storm inside him.
His heart pulled toward her without hesitation, and his eyes followed, tracing every line of her face like he was memorizing a masterpiece.
' You changed everything in me, Julienne,' Roman thought, the words echoing through his mind like a quiet confession too sacred to speak aloud.
