No familiar fluctuations, no subtle emotional feedback.
He remained wary of everyone.
Except for this female, he never let his guard down with her.
But at this moment, that sense of familiarity had vanished completely.
The air was filled with a strange emptiness.
Caleb Shaw stared at the figure on the bed, his throat slightly tight.
The quilt was neatly covered, giving no hint of a rise or fall.
What exactly went wrong?
Caleb took off his gloves, quietly folding them and placing them at the corner of the table.
He then slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly.
His fingers gently touched her cheek.
The skin was still soft and warm.
In that moment, something soft seemed to gently bump into Caleb's heart.
His heart softened involuntarily.
In the days to come, he only wanted to be with her and their child.
No more fighting, no more calculating, and no more getting involved in those endless power struggles.
Selene Kane slept deeply.
