Sophia stood on the balcony, city lights blinking like silent stars beneath her. The cool wind bit her skin, but she didn't move.
Her phone buzzed.
Sebastian Wren: Dinner tomorrow. Just us. I want to remind you of what real love and partnership look like.
She didn't reply.
Her heart was already spinning—and the reason walked into the living room with a sleepy boy in his arms.
Adrian.
Ethan's head rested against his father's chest. Adrian looked up, surprised to see her watching him.
"He had a nightmare," Adrian whispered.
Sophia's walls cracked.
She followed him to Ethan's room, watching as Adrian tucked their son in, kissed his forehead, and quietly turned to leave.
She stopped him at the door.
"Why are you still here?" she asked.
He looked at her, voice low. "Because I'm still hoping this contract becomes something real."
Her heart thudded in her chest.
"I don't know what I feel anymore," she whispered. "Sebastian is the kind of man my father approves of. The kind of man who won't walk away."
Adrian stepped closer.
"But I'm the kind of man who stayed… even after you pushed me away."
Tears burned her eyes.
For once, the CEO didn't have the answers. Only a war in her heart—and two men ready to fight for it.