Aria’s POVAt first, I thought it was just the wind, but then came the sound of footsteps and the soft rustle of fabric. I followed the sound toward the veranda near the east wing.Elara stood there, her back to me, a phone pressed tightly to her ear.“No,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “Not yet. He doesn’t know. But soon.”My heart stilled.I took a step closer, trying to hear more, but the wooden board creaked beneath my foot.She spun around instantly, her eyes wide, guilt flashing across her face before she masked it with that sweet, innocent smile. “Aria,” she said lightly, clutching the phone to her chest. “You scared me.”“Who were you talking to?” I asked quietly, my tone casual. She blinked. “No one,” she said too fast. “Just Daniella. I was checking on her.”“Really,” I said flatly.“Yes,” she insisted, forcing a little laugh. “You look pale. You should rest, my dear friend.”The way she said friend made my stomach twist.When she walked past me, the scent of
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