**TITLE: He Returned to Break and Own Me and for His Queen 208**
**Chapter 208: Morning Eyes and Hidden Glares**
Luna’s face lit up with a radiant smile, tears of joy glistening in her eyes. “Daddy, how could I ever hold a grudge against you? You care about me more than anyone else in the world.”
“That’s my good girl. Having a daughter like you in the Sterling family—it truly feels like a blessing from the heavens,” he replied, his voice warm and affectionate.
“Alright, enough of this serious talk. My little girl finally comes home, and you want to discuss business? Come here, let me see you properly. You’ve lost weight, haven’t you? Jindiwood must have been tough on you,” he said, concern etching his features.
“Daddy, I placed fifth in the mock exam this time! Based on last year’s cutoff, I’m virtually guaranteed a spot at Jindiwood. Just wait and see—I’ll be there soon to keep you company!” Luna exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Surrounded by her loving parents and her brother, Luna was enveloped in a cocoon of joy, her heart swelling with happiness.
The Sterlings were the epitome of familial bliss, each member radiating warmth and love for one another.
Meanwhile, Grant stepped out of the bustling airport, his mind racing as he headed straight to the office. He spent less than thirty minutes there, his thoughts elsewhere, before he returned to his apartment.
Alaric had arranged for a cleaning service to come in earlier, and now the place was immaculate—yet it felt utterly devoid of life.
Grant sank onto the couch, his gaze drifting around the familiar surroundings, each corner whispering echoes of Oriana’s laughter and joy.
He could almost hear her voice, teasing him about his messy habits. Oriana had a knack for bringing home fresh flowers every week, arranging them with care in a frosted glass vase on the windowsill. She would turn to him, her eyes sparkling, and ask if it looked nice, her smile infectious.
Though she was often clumsy with household chores, her efforts to maintain a tidy home were always evident. She loved to switch out decorations with the changing seasons, infusing their space with warmth and vibrancy.
But now, that warmth had vanished, replaced by an oppressive silence that weighed heavily on his heart.
And Oriana… she wasn’t coming back.
Grant buried his face in his hands, the anguish consuming him. After what felt like an eternity, he pushed himself off the couch, his feet dragging as he made his way to Oriana’s old room.
With trembling hands, he took out his phone, inserted a new SIM card, and recorded a video of the room, capturing every detail. He then typed in a number he knew by heart and pressed send, his heart racing.
Her phone buzzed insistently. Oriana picked it up, her brow furrowing as she saw two messages from an unknown number.
One contained a video, while the other bore a single, poignant sentence.
“Oriana, all our memories are still here. I miss you so much.”
Oriana paused for a fleeting moment, her heart skipping a beat, before she swiftly moved to delete the message and block the number.
“Oriana, what are you looking at? Why does that place look so familiar?” Zara’s voice broke through her thoughts.
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**16:30 Mon, Dec 8**
**Chapter 208: Morning Eyes and Hidden Glares**
Zara leaned in, her curiosity piqued. “Oh wow, isn’t that Grant’s little apartment? He sent this? Girl, why haven’t you blocked him yet?”


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