The kitchen door banged open.Roman stormed through, jacket half-off, face like stone. He didn’t even glance their way—just strode past the counter, eyes fixed ahead, radiating tension.Lakshmi jerked back as if burned, heart pounding. She pressed the towel to her chest, stepping sideways toward the sink.Alec exhaled sharply, straightening in the chair. He shot a quick look at Roman’s back, then at Lakshmi—apologetic, frustrated, but still gentle.“Roman?” Alec called after him, voice steady despite the interruption. “You’re back early—what happened?”Roman didn’t stop. “Nothing,” he muttered, already heading for the stairs. “Everything’s fine.”His footsteps faded upward, heavy and purposeful.The kitchen fell quiet again, but the moment was shattered.Lakshmi stared at the doorway, then down at the towel in her hands.Alec rubbed the back of his neck, where her fingers had just been. “He’s… probably dealing with something,” he said softly, trying to lighten the room. “He’ll be fin
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