She stood there, leaning against the door, like a hurricane about to strike what little was left of him. Yet at the same time, there was something in her eyes—an unmistakable trace of shock.

Because Zoe froze too.

She had come fueled by anger, ready to scream, to accuse, to wound. But what she saw in that room was a broken man. A fragile body. A face where all happiness had been erased, replaced by a deep, hollow emptiness. The man she had once loved was unrecognizable. And somehow, that hurt h