LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV The silence didn’t last. It never did. Because Aurelia didn’t come to blend in. She came to be seen. Another step echoed through the hall—slow, deliberate, unhurried. Theodore’s hand remained firmly intertwined with hers, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin in a gestu
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment… Theodore said nothing. He simply stared at her. Not shocked. Not confused. Just… staring. Then— A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. “Oh,” he breathed, almost impressed. “That’s evil.” Aurelia’s lips curved, pleased. “Thank you.” He let
THIRD PERSON’S POV The word storm barely covered it. It was more like walking straight into a battlefield… unarmed. Theodore stood frozen for a solid second, the color draining from his face as reality slammed into him. Aurelia’s father. The man who had built an empire from nothing. The man wh
THIRD PERSON'S POV Silea didn’t even flinch. Not a blink. Not a stutter. Just a slow, almost amused smile tugging at her lips as she adjusted the shawl draped over her shoulders. “You’re overthinking again, Owen.” Her voice was soft. Too soft. Controlled. Practiced. Owen’s jaw tighte
I played my part too. Pale makeup under my eyes, a tremor in my hands when I poured tea. I let Silea catch me crying in the library once, whispering to myself about how I couldn’t lose him. She hugged me that day—tight, sympathetic, her perfume cloying. “I’m here, little sister,” she murmured. “We
He frowned and glared at me but I shook my head so he wouldn't say anything now.. "I know dad... I know.. " I saw the shadows move away and faint footsteps walking away.. "Owen? Seriously? " I nodded... "He is not as saint as he looks dad... His eyes were never on me.. " Dad nodded, u
AURELIA'S POV By the time I finished telling him why I let Silea come back, he looked furious.. The sting bloomed hot across my cheek, sharp enough to shock the air out of my lungs. My hand flew up to touch the spot instinctively, eyes wide and locked on Dad’s face. He’d never hit me. Not onc
AURELIA'S POV The air in the living room felt like it had been sucked out all at once. Silea stood there in the doorway to the living room, her overnight bag slung over one shoulder, eyes wide and wild—like she hadn't slept, like she'd driven here on pure rage. Her dark hair was messy, makeup smud







