"Can I come inside?"
I felt like I was about to collapse at those words. I immediately pulled my hand away from his grip, as if his touch could burn me.
What is he doing here? And how do I get out of this situation?
I could barely move, frozen in place by the violent pounding of my heart.
It felt like it would break free from my chest—not from fear for myself, but for the children sleeping soundly in the room with Gabriel.
What if Rome suddenly goes in there?
What if he recognizes the kids right away?
What if—
"Sylvia," his voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. "Have you come to your senses now? Or are you not even going to let me into your little home?"
All my panic surged back, drowning out every rational thought. I swallowed hard, trembling.
"Y-You... what are you d-doing here?" I managed to stammer.
His expression didn't change—not even a flicker of emotion crossed his face.
