The questions echoed in his head, crashing like endless waves. Only now did he realize—ever since waking from the coma, he'd been too fixated on the dream. Too busy chasing shadows of false happiness, without ever truly looking at Haisley. Without asking how she really felt.
Was the Haisley he met in his dreams the same woman now standing beside him as his wife in the real world?
Or had he been fighting alone all this time? Holding on to something that never truly existed, something he should've let go of from the start—because it was all just a dream, a story born while he lay unconscious.
And the most terrifying thought of all... what if reality could never measure up to that dream? Because from the very beginning, Haisley's feelings were never the same. She stayed and agreed to marry him only because of a contract—because from the start, she was merely collateral, offered by her father and brother to repay their debt to Lucas.
