Noah sat on the edge of his bed, his hands trembling slightly as he pulled up the latest news alerts regarding Adam.
He didn't have to search for very long before a headline regarding a recent press conference dominated his screen.
A sharp, icy feeling settled in his chest as he clicked on the lead image.
There stood Adam, but he was not standing with Caleb alone this time. Positioned right beside him was a woman in crisp, formal military attire.
Even through the small digital screen, Noah could tell she was roughly Adam's age. She possessed a mature, refined beauty that felt intimidatingly polished.
The way she stood beside his husband, looking composed and undeniably powerful, sparked a visceral flame of jealousy within Noah that he had never experienced before.
He didn't need anyone to introduce her to know exactly who she was. This had to be Celine Frost, the cousin Sebastian had boasted about so viciously.
