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The dress felt too tight. Not because it didn’t fit.. these designers knew their craft. It was tight because everything about this day felt like a trap sewn into silk and lace.“Hold still, dear,” one of them said, tugging gently at the fabric around my ribs. She had kind eyes but moved like someone used to dressing mannequins, not real people.“Just a few more pins,” the other added. “This neckline is magic on you.”I didn’t answer. I was too busy watching myself in the mirror.The girl staring back didn’t look like me. She looked… expensive. The gown was ivory with delicate floral patterns embroidered into the bodice. The sleeves were sheer and fitted, the skirt wide but soft, like it had been poured from cream. A veil waited on the hanger behind me. The final touch.“You’ll be the most beautiful bride New York’s seen all year,” the first designer said with a smile.My lips moved, but I didn’t smile back. Instead, I glanced at the phone on the table beside me. Last night, I’d heard

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

I did have some confidence.. thinking about the little show I’d just pulled off. Watching Johanna’s face twist at the gala had done something to me. It gave me a tiny hit of power. Just enough to feel like I hadn’t been swallowed whole by this world yet.But what I couldn’t really wrap my head around was what happened… with Ryan.I sat beside him in the car, hands folded neatly over my clutch. He hadn’t said a word since we left the venue. The same man who had just held my hand like it meant something in front of a hundred people was now sitting with his face turned to the window, jaw tight, arms resting on his lap.The silence wasn’t peaceful. It hummed. Tense. Awkward. I shifted slightly in my seat, then stilled again. My skin prickled from the weight of what he’d said.‘She’s stunning. And very much mine.’He didn’t have to say that. Not like that. Not with that look in his eyes.I swallowed, trying to focus on the city lights flickering past the window. It didn’t help.“Why di

“What are you doing here?”His voice cut sharp through the air. Calm, but direct.I turned slowly, caught like a deer under headlights. Ryan stood in the hallway, just a few feet from where I’d been tucked into the corner. His arms were crossed. His face unreadable.“I… I was just.. ” I cleared my throat. “I needed water.”“In the hallway?”My lips parted. Closed. I had nothing.“I heard voices,” I mumbled. “It wasn’t on purpose.”His eyes narrowed slightly. “So, you were eavesdropping.”“I didn’t mean to.”His jaw shifted, but before he could respond, the heavy slam of the front door echoed through the hall. We both turned slightly toward the sound.Ryan exhaled. “He’s gone.”He looked at me again. Less sharp, but still unreadable.“Since you’re so interested in private conversations,” he said, walking toward me, “you’ll love this next part.”My stomach dropped.“What?”“You’re moving into my room.”I blinked. “What?”“Don’t make me say it again.”I stared at him, frowning. “Why?”I

Ryan stepped into the living room with the kind of presence that made the air tighten.“Carl,” he said, voice even but low.Carl turned casually, smile still in place. “Look who finally decided to join us.”I stood to the side, unsure if I was supposed to stay or leave. Their energy made it hard to breathe.. tense, sharp, like a storm waiting for the first crack of lightning.Ryan’s eyes flicked toward me for just a second. “Lucia,” he said, tone softer but still unreadable, “go upstairs.”I blinked. “What.. ”“Now.”It wasn’t a request. Not really.I hesitated, then nodded. “Right.”As I walked off, my jaw clenched. There he goes again.. one second cold, the next all go upstairs, like I need protecting. I didn’t know if it was control or concern, and that confusion made me grit my teeth harder.I didn’t go to my room, though.At the top of the stairs, I turned right and slipped into the balcony hallway that overlooked the living room. I stayed behind the heavy curtain. Just enough sp