The Graham mansion was quiet, but tension sat heavy in its walls.Downstairs, behind closed double doors, voices rose. Two men. Sharp tones. One colder than the other. It had started like a conversation.. low, almost polite.. but it didn’t stay that way.Carl Graham paced the room, jaw tight, eyes flickering with frustration.“I was the one they wanted, Ryan. Me. I should’ve been at that altar.”Ryan sat on the armrest of one of the leather chairs, arms folded, legs crossed. Calm. Distant. But beneath the surface, a storm brewed.“You didn’t want Johanna,” Ryan said plainly. “You made that clear.”Carl scoffed. “Yeah, I didn’t. But they didn’t send Johanna, did they?”Ryan’s expression didn’t change.“They sent someone else,” Carl continued. “Someone I hadn’t met. That girl… Lucia.. she’s not what I expected.”Ryan's brows pulled slightly, but he didn’t speak.Carl didn’t miss the flicker in his half-brother’s eyes.“You’re quiet all of a sudden. Why? Starting to get attached?”Ryan s
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