Lara's POV
After a month, Marco finally returned to work. He did not want to, I knew that. He had tried to ignore the phone calls, the urgent messages, the meetings that were piling up, but eventually even he could not escape the responsibilities waiting for him outside the walls of our home.
He tried to reassure me that everything would be alright. He cupped my cheek, kissed my forehead, and whispered that he was only a call away. Then, almost casually, he mentioned it.
"My love, I hired a nanny for Cassian," he said with a smile, as if he was telling me something good. My heart lurched so violently I almost lost my breath. A nanny.
Of course, he would choose someone from his world. Someone strong, loyal, and someone who belonged to the shadows I never understood. Someone who could take my place without hesitation.
