Chapter 9

“If you don’t start taking your life seriously, you’ll lose your inheritance. Can you stop messing around with women?”

 

The voice cut through the low hum of the café, pulling my attention away from the screen in front of me. I paused mid-bite, fingers still holding a fork, and resisted the urge to look up too quickly.

I was seated at my usual table in the quiet corner of the café I had frequented ever since arriving in Savannah City five months ago.

Five months.

A new place, a new identity, and a new life. And aside from a slight weight gain from indulgent pastries, late-night meals, and pregnancy, I had gained far more than I ever expected.

Peace of mind.