It’s always the silence before the storm that scares me the most.
I stand in the hallway, the soft sound of my breathing matching the stillness of the house. Adrian’s footsteps echo behind me, but it feels like we’re the only ones alive in this place. Every inch of me is on edge. We’ve been waiting for days, trying to keep our lives together, pretending everything is fine when it’s anything but. But now, it’s about to unravel.
Granny Elizabeth is here.
Her sharp eyes sweep across the room as she steps inside, her heels clicking with calculated precision. I’ve only seen her a handful of times in my life, but I know the type of woman she is. Power. Control. Coldness, like a glacier. The Montclair legacy runs through her veins, and she will do whatever it takes to protect it. But I can’t shake the feeling that something is different this time.
Her eyes settle on me, and I fight to keep my expression neutral. She’s wearing her usual calculated smile, but I see through it. I’ve always been
