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24. FRACTURES AND FAULT LINES

Author: Ify Francis
last update publish date: 2026-03-25 20:08:26

"Is she okay?” Elena asked, her voice laced with genuine concern as she took in the sight of Chelsea trembling at Robert’s side.

Robert frowned, his brows knitting together as he glanced down at her. “I’m pretty sure it’s that rascal she’s been seeing,” he muttered, a hint of irritation in his tone. Then, when Chelsea didn’t react—didn’t defend, didn’t deny—his voice softened. “Or… maybe just a bad day.”

“Oh, dear.” Elena moved gracefully across the room, settling into the empty chair beside th
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