Chapter 132 —Proof of Life

Narrator:

The afternoon slowly fell over the mansion. The garden was silent, the greenhouse empty, and on the wrought-iron bench under the old jasmine tree, Sasha waited.

She didn't move or speak. She just stared at the lawn, her arms crossed and her lips pressed tightly together. Roman arrived unannounced, without questions and without beating around the bush.

“Were you looking for me?”

“Yes.”

He approached, but did not sit down. He waited. Sasha looked at him with st