I was sitting cross-legged on the floor of my room, phone propped against the nightstand, the mansion eerily quiet around me. The pool lights cast faint ripples across the walls, but they couldn’t wash away the tension in my chest. My hands were still shaking from Cyrus earlier, my mind racing over the words he had whispered and the way he’d invaded my space. I didn’t know how to process it all, and to be honest, I wasn’t sure I wanted to.The screen lit up with Vane’s face. My stepdad, in all his composed, impossibly rich glory, appeared in crisp white, standing in what I guessed was his office in Chicago.“Elias,” he said, calm, controlled, but there was that faint warmth in his voice that always made my stomach twist. “How are you?”I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “I… I don’t know. Something happened tonight. Something… weird.”Vane’s eyebrows arched, his hands clasped on the desk in front of him. “Weird how?”I swallowed. “Cyrus… he showed up. I—I don’t know how, bu
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