ElaraSomething had changed in Alistair.I noticed it the moment he walked through the penthouse doors.He was quieter than usual. Not the calm, controlled silence I had grown accustomed to, but something deeper. More final.The first major blow against the Valmont family had landed, and instead of looking satisfied, Alistair looked as though he had simply crossed the first line of a much longer plan.He removed his jacket and placed it over the back of a chair.I watched him from across the room.“You’re different.”His eyes lifted to mine.“Different how?”“Distant.”He said nothing.I stepped closer.“You knew this was coming. The partnership withdrawal, the pressure on the Valmont Group. You knew exactly what would happen.”Alistair’s expression hardened.“Elara, there are things you don’t need to know.”My chest tightened.There it was again.That wall.I had spent months standing beside this man, risking everything for him, yet there were still parts of his life he kept locked aw
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