My mysterious fiance

Previously

…He reached across the table, his fingers brushing hers. The touch sent a familiar warmth through her, a stark contrast to Julian’s icy possessiveness. This was different. This was genuine. “What happens now?” she asked, her gaze meeting his. The question hung in the air, heavy with uncertainty and a dawning hope. Liam’s smile was a slow, steady promise. “Now,” he said, his voice resonating with quiet conviction, “we start to build something new. Something real.” He squeezed her hand. “Together.”