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Eric's POVI stood there long after Mia left. The chair across from me sat empty, her untouched plate still warm, and her glass barely touched.My eyes remained fixed on the entrance she had just walked through, my mind replaying her family's name.My chest tightened.No.That didn’t make sense. It couldn’t make sense because if it did…I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling sharply as I fell back to my seat.That would mean I had been sitting across from my own daughter. I had been talking to her, and laughing with her.My stomach twisted violently.I didn't even recognize her. God, how could I have missed that?“D*mn it,” I muttered under my breath.My jaw clenched.If she were my daughter, then... No. I couldn’t jump to conclusions. I still needed to get my facts set straight. I can't just claim her as my daughter just because she's from the Warren family. I needed proof.“Sir?”I blinked, snapping out of my thoughts as the waiter approached cautiously.I exhaled, straightening sl

Mia's POVI inhaled deeply as I stepped out of the restaurant, my chest rising and falling as I tried to calm myself. My fingers instinctively went to my wrist, rubbing the spot where he had grabbed me... the way his voice had changed when he asked for my age.I shook my head, walking quickly toward my car.“What was that?” I muttered under my breath because that hadn’t just been a normal brunch gone wrong, that had been… something else.I unlocked my car and slid inside, shutting the door a little harder than necessary, and I just sat there, staring straight ahead at nothing as his face flashed in my mind. Then I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.“No,” I said out loud, shaking my head. “That’s ridiculous.”It had to be because I barely knew him. Still, I couldn’t ignore the way my chest felt. Then I exhaled slowly and started the engine.“Just go home,” I told myself. “You’re overthinking this.”I drove out and spent longer than usual on the road.I groaned softly, resting my

Bella's POVThe moment I stepped out of Mia’s room and pulled the door shut behind me, my chest felt like it was caving in.Eric Damon... of all the names she could have said, of all the people she could have invited. It had to be him.“No… no, no, no,” I muttered under my breath, already moving.I just walked faster until it turned into a near run down the hallway.This couldn’t be happening, not after everything I had done to keep things exactly where they were.I pushed my bedroom door open, then I moved straight to the dresser, my hands shaking slightly as I grabbed one of my car keys.Think, Bella, think.If he knew, if he had even a suspicion—My stomach twisted.“No,” I whispered, gripping the keys tightly. “I won’t let this happen.”I turned and rushed out again, my movements quick, almost frantic as I made my way downstairs and out of the house.The maids at the entrance barely had time to react before I was already outside, heading toward my car. I opened the door, slid in,

Mia's POVIt didn't take long for things to change after, because from that day on, everything in the house was different. At first, I thought I was imagining it. Until the next morning, and the next, and the next. It wasn’t just a feeling anymore. It was real.Security at the house had doubled. Guards who used to stand casually at the gates were now positioned at corners, near entrances, even along the garden paths. It was subtle enough for anyone else to ignore, but not me.The first time I tried to leave the house alone, I didn’t even make it past the front door.“Miss Mia,” one of the guards said politely, stepping in front of me, “you’ll need an escort.”I blinked.“An escort?”“Yes, ma’am.”I frowned.“I’m just going out.”“We understand,” he said calmly. “But we’ve been instructed not to let you leave unaccompanied.”“Instructed by who?” I asked, even though I already knew.He didn’t answer.My jaw tightened.“Fine,” I muttered, turning around.The second time I tried, I was mo

Mia's POVThe morning of my graduation, and it felt so unreal. But here I was sitting in my family’s private jet, thousands of feet above the ground, on my way to California to receive my degree.I stared out the window, watching the clouds drift by in soft, endless waves which was the complete opposite of what I felt inside.“You’re doing it again, Mia.”I blinked.“What?”“That thing where you stare into space like you’re in a dramatic movie scene,” Miles said from across me.I turned to look at him.“I’m not doing anything.”“You are,” he said, grinning. “You’ve been like that for the past ten minutes. It’s weird.”I rolled my eyes.“Well, maybe I’m just thinking.”“Okay? Thinking about what?” he asked, leaning forward slightly. “Your emotional speech when you get your diploma?”I scoffed.“I’m not giving a speech.”“You should,” he said. “Make it really long. Like, painfully long.”“Why would I do that?”“So I can fall asleep in the audience,” he replied.I grabbed the nearest pil