Noah.
The moment Sonia appeared by the river, my blood ran cold.
It wasn't just the shock of seeing her, it was everything she represented. The past. The mistake I had buried so deep, hoping it would never resurface. But I forced my expression to remain calm, unreadable. I couldn't afford to let it show. Not when Maria was standing right beside me.
The last thing I wanted was for her to misunderstand.
So when she asked to follow me to the study, I refused without hesitation. It wasn't because I didn't want her there… It was because I knew exactly what Sonia was capable of. I wouldn't drag Maria into that mess.
Who would have thought Sonia would use something like that—our arranged marriage—to stir chaos in my life now?
Seven years ago, I had been nothing more than a naive boy trying to prove himself.
I could still remember it so clearly.
