Two days had passed since that terrifying night of the chase. Thor had refused to let Celina out of his sight, keeping her safe and close, far from any possible threat. They had spent those days almost entirely secluded in the penthouse — resting, reconnecting, and finding comfort in the simple things. Thor devoted himself completely to her, canceling meetings, postponing business, doing whatever it took to ensure Celina felt calm and protected. He was determined to erase the tension and fear that still lingered like a shadow in the air.

On Wednesday morning, Thor’s attorney — a serious, experienced man — arrived at the penthouse to handle a delicate matter: Celina’s divorce papers. The private elevator opened directly into the living room, and Celina greeted him politely, though there was visible unease in her eyes.

“Good morning, Mrs. Celina,” the attorney said, offering her a respectful nod. “Mr. Thor asked me to bring these documents so we can begin the divorce proceedings.”

Celin