Chapter 155 — Irina’s Shadow

The morning had begun like any other. Adrián got up early, dressed with the calmness of someone who believed he had everything under control, and yet he felt a strange twinge in his chest when he kissed Sofía. She looked at him with a weary tenderness, and he smiled at her, convinced that his nerves were nothing more than the weight of the wedding preparations.

“That’s it,” he told himself. “She’s anxious about the church, the guests, the dress, the details… nothing