LORIANI stood frozen in the doorway, one hand resting lightly on the side of my stomach as if holding myself together, my breath trembling in my chest. My eyes followed Alexander’s hurried steps toward the front door, his tense face, his clenched jaw, the storm he was barely containing.“Emely ran away to her mother’s house,” he said flatly. Cold. The words echoed long after they left his mouth.I widened my eyes, forcing shock maybe even a hint of fear. “W–what? Emely… ran away?” I made my voice raspy, as if the news had struck me hard.Alexander didn’t look at me. He was too consumed by his own emotions. That’s why he didn’t notice the way the corner of my lips had lifted just a flicker, a fraction of a second—before I buried it beneath a sweet, fragile mask.“I have to bring her back,” he muttered, not waiting for any response. “She can’t—”I nodded quickly, cutting him off with a show of obedient concern. “Yes… yes, of course. You should go. Emely must be… terrified.”Inside, I n
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