(Ayra's POV)
For the first time in a long while, I allowed myself to breathe.
The dinner with Darius' family had been on a Friday, so I decided to spend the weekend doing something I had never truly done in my past life—living.
Before, my life had been a series of endless work commitments and chasing after a man who never truly loved me.
Kyle had been my world back then, and in the end, he had destroyed me.
I had been blind, too caught up in the illusion of love to see the truth—that I had been nothing more than a pawn in his and Sasha's twisted game.
And now, in this life, I wasn't going to make the same mistake.
I was going to cherish the people who truly mattered—my family, my Nana.
My heart ached at the thought of my past life, at how little time I had spent with her.
She had always been there for me, she was a silent pillar of strength for me, but I had been too busy chasing shadows to notice.
This time, I wasn't going to take her for granted.
