Viya's POV
I watched Caesar's expression shift, trying to read what he was thinking. But nothing.
His throat worked as he swallowed, and when he finally spoke, his voice was rough. "Who told you?"
He didn't answer my question directly, but that non-answer told me everything I needed to know.
Yes.
It was true.
The absurdity of it all hit me like a wave. Three years of complete silence between us. Three years of carefully maintained distance and cold shoulders.
And the reason behind it all? He'd been trying to protect me.
I dropped my gaze to the car's floor mat, blinking rapidly as I fought to keep the burning sensation in my eyes from turning into actual tears.
My mind drifted back four years ago, to when I'd been so determined to marry Lucius. Caesar had been
