"Sorry. I won't disturb you anymore. I only wanted to apologize," Renard said, his voice sounding small and defeated over the line.
"Hmm. I'm hanging up," Adeline said shortly, ending the call before he could say another word. "I wonder how he found my number," she murmured again.
Losing the desire to look at the view from the balcony, she sat back on the edge of the bed. Her thoughts immediately drifted toward the treeline. "I hope Gideon stays fine. Battles involving wolves never end nicely."
As she lowered herself onto the mattress, the silence of the cottage wrapped around her. She realized with a start just how much her life had shifted in such a short span of time.
All the constant discomfort and the sharp edge of her worries seemed to have dissipated.
There was a time when she would have craved even a single moment of peace like this; now, the entire day belonged to her.
