Chapter 78

• Sibel’s POV
• I watched as Dylan stood up slowly. Our eyes locked, and for a moment, something unspoken passed between us. There was a tension in the air that I hadn’t fully noticed until now, an undercurrent that seemed to thrum with a realization I hadn’t been willing to face.
• My gaze lingered on him longer than I intended. The way his jaw was set, the tightness in his shoulders, the look of something in his eyes...disappointment?...in his eyes before he managed to mask it. It was then that I realized how much more this moment, this conversation, meant to him than I had allowed myself to see.