Chapter 55

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the deserted streets, I found myself seated in a dimly lit cafe, the soft murmur of conversation providing a soothing backdrop to the quiet evening. Across from me, Oksana sat with a determined expression, her eyes alight with resolve as we discussed the troubling situation with Elijah.

"Something isn't right," I confessed, my voice low with concern as I leaned in closer, the weight of uncertainty pressing heavily upon me. "Ever since that incident with the woman claiming to carry his child, Elijah's been acting strangely. He's been distant, aloof, as if he's hiding something."

Oksana nodded in understanding, her expression thoughtful as she considered my words. "It's possible that there's more to this than meets the eye," she mused, her gaze flickering with determination. "But we won't know for sure unless we confront him directly."

I hesitated for a moment, the prospect of confronting Elijah filling me with a sense of