Evander's POV
I hadn't been myself lately. The weight of everything I lost was crushing me, and at times, I felt like I didn't want to live anymore. It hurt enough that Claire left me when I was at my lowest, but now, knowing how much more I had lost, it felt unbearable.
When she came back, I was so relieved and felt alive. For a moment, I wanted to tell the whole world that she was my wife again. I almost announced it to the media, ready to make everything public. But when I looked at her, I saw that she didn't want that. There was something cold and distant in her eyes. So, I stopped everything—the reports, the articles—because I knew she didn't want any of it.
Even though she was close, it felt like she was still so far away from me.
I wanted to see her so badly, wanted to feel her in my arms and beg for her forgiveness, but did I deserve it? Was I even worthy of her affection and love? Had she ever truly loved me?
