chapter 152

The night had settled in by the time Sullivan and Erica returned to their home.

The warmth of the living room welcomed them as they entered, but the tension from their earlier conversation lingered in the air. Sullivan couldn’t shake the worry gnawing at him, and he knew Erica wasn’t entirely at ease either.

"Do you want some tea?" Erica asked, breaking the silence as she headed towards the kitchen.

Sullivan followed her, watching as she moved around the kitchen with practice ease.

"Let me help you with that."

Erica smiled faintly, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

"I’ve got it, Sully. You should rest."

Ignoring her, Sullivan stepped in, taking the kettle from her hands. "You’ve been through enough today. Let me take care of you for once."

Erica hesitated, then nodded, stepping aside. She watched as he prepared the tea, his movements careful and deliberate.

It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to her.

As the tea steeped, Sullivan glanced at her, noticing the way her shoulder