POV: SamanthaI sat at the edge of the bed, my phone resting loosely in my hand as I replayed the events from the banquet for what felt like the tenth time, not because I enjoyed it, but because something about it refused to make any sort of sense at all. It wasn’t just what happened, it was how it happened, and more importantly, how Arthur reacted to it afterward.Evelyn had walked in like she belonged there. Not like someone returning after years away, not like someone trying to prove anything, but like someone who already knew her place and had no reason to question it. That alone was irritating, but it wasn’t the part that stayed with me.It was Arthur.He had noticed her. That wasn’t unusual on its own, but the way he acted afterward was different, subtle enough that most people wouldn’t question it, but I wasn’t most people. He had been distracted, his attention shifting too often, his responses shorter than usual, and when I confronted him later, he didn’t deny it properly.He
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