Chapter 648

She knew she was losing control of her emotions. This wasn’t like her at all. Eleanor had always prided herself on composure, on the ability to remain unshaken no matter the storm. Yet somehow, in front of this man, her carefully built defences cracked. She allowed herself to unravel. "Your actions—every single one of them—have left me confused and unsettled." Her gaze locked onto his, unyielding. Each word carried deliberate weight, sharpened by the chill in her expression. Robert pressed his lips together, his dark eyes deepening as though the shadows within him were stirred. But he said nothing. The silence grew oppressive, the kind that magnified every insignificant detail—the faint rustle of her dress, the rhythm of her own breathing, even the whisper of a breeze brushing against her ear. Finally, his voice cut through the stillness. "Don’t overthink it." The words were quiet, steady, stripped of warmth yet not entirely cold. "I have my reasons for what I do." His tone was calm, m