Chapter 187 — He Didn’t Want to Remember

Milagros had just left.

Her perfume still lingered faintly in the room, mixed with the cold air drifting in through the half-open window.

He leaned his head back and took a deep breath.

Ayden couldn’t sleep. The room was quiet, but his mind wasn’t there. It was still trapped in a past that refused to let him go, pulled back into a classroom filled with balloons, the smell of cake, crepe paper, and children’s laughter.

He ran a hand over his bandaged fore