Sienna POV I nodded slowly, though the explanation felt too neat. Still, nothing about it was openly suspicious, and I told myself I was overthinking because life had been chaotic lately. “Well,” I said finally, forcing a lighter tone, “it’s a small world, I guess.” My mother smiled with visible relief. “Exactly. Sit down, Sienna. You look tired.” “I’m not tired,” I said automatically, though I sat anyway. “Just busy.” Adrian’s gaze sharpened slightly. “How is Lucian?” The question came casually, but I noticed how carefully he watched me while asking it. “He’s good,” I answered. “I’m glad,” Adrian said, nodding once. Silence stretched for a moment, uncomfortable but not hostile. My mother moved toward the kitchen, clearly deciding to give us space, leaving the two of us facing each other across the room. “You look different,” Adrian said after a moment. I raised a brow. “Different how?” “Happier,” he replied simply. “More certain.” I hesitated before answering. “I am hap
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